September 11th - wow...hard to believe that 8 years have passed. Everyone is remembering where they were that day. I was at home (living with my parents) getting ready for work. I caught a glimpse of something on TV when I was in my parents' bedroom talking to my mom through her bathroom door, but I didn't really pay attention. Then when I went through the livingroom my dad was watching TV. I thought it was a movie. I asked him what movie it was and he told me that all this was really happening. Then the second plane hit...I drove to work listening to all the chaos on the radio and when I got to work I listened to it some more. It was eerily quiet at work. Not a lot of customers. I was worried about my boyfriend, MA, because he was in the military and by this point they were talking about terrorists and everything else. I remember looking out the windows and not seeing any planes - then there were a few that went by. I was terrified! My boss told me that it was highly unlikely that terrorists would target the pizza shop in Clymer, but hey, that hijacked plane (Flight 93) crashed not too far from where we were.
When I got home I remember watching people jumping from the buildings. I had to go outside. I cried. I felt so bad for all those people looking for their loved ones and waiting for planes that would never land. A girl that used to work with me that I hadn't talked to in awhile called me that night to ask how things were going - she wanted to know if I had heard anything - MA's dad was a bigwig in the military. I guess she thought I might have known something, but I didn't.
So today on Facebook a woman asked me to watch something on YouTube about 9/11 being an inside job...I don't know if it was, but I said I'd watch later and let her know what I thought. I don't think any of us will really ever know what really happened that day, other than a lot of innocent lives were lost.
Anyway, I am 29 weeks pregnant today! Only 11 weeks to go! I had a doctor's appointment and the baby's heartbeat sounds excellent and she is very active. She is much more active than I remember Karlee being. Karlee rolled a lot. This baby likes to kick! Last night I could feel what might have been a leg very distinctively...it was creepy but very cool at the same time. I am very happy to have made it this far. She is my little miracle.
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