Today I remember 9/11/2001 in the midst of the worst pandemic of my lifetime. Just as I will remember 2020 in the years to come. And as I remember 1 October. These dates all have significance to me as they have been burned into my brain. Two of the events brought fear into my life. The first to my country and the second to my town.
Today I remember the people who died, and the heroes and all the survivors of 9-11. I sat at my home in Ohio with my late husband watching one of the morning shows when they broke away to show footage of the first plane hitting the tower. We were watching live coverage when the second plane hit the second tower. Then we watched it again and again. I don’t know how many times they replayed that footage, but I can still see it clearly in my mind.
I remember how quiet the skies were afterwards. All flights were grounded, since no one knew if there were more terrorist. It was a surreal feeling. The terrorist did their job they terrorized an entire country. Last year I wrote a poem, you can find it here.
One day I hope that we all can live together in this world as one human race. With no hate. With no hunger or illness. That is my dream.
Love, Peace and Light! Rita