7 years ago, today??
I do, I was at home with my 3 children doing homework with them and wondering why John wasn't home from work yet and why he hadn't called?! You see, we lived in Germany on a small air base southwest of Frankfurt at the time. John finally called, and with a HUGE lump in his throat all he could say was *turn on the T.V., get the kids and start praying, I can't say anything else* I'll never forget what I saw when I first turned on the television. They were re-running the towers being hit and talking about a plane heading towards the Pentagon and one in PA. I was in shock and didn't understand fully what I was seeing. It had to let it sink in...
I got the kids and we sat on the floor in a circle in front of the T.V. holding hands and crying and praying.... Finally, we went outside in the court yard. NO ONE was out. EVERYTHING on base was closed and it was quiet!
People started coming out of their houses (apartments) into the hallways, but not outside. I didn't know we weren't suppose to be out doors. It took John hours to come home. They weren't allowed to leave the base he was on for a long time. He was finally allowed to leave, but of course so was everyone else. Imagine 30,000 American's living in the area. It took him hours to get through the gates on base where we lived, usually about five minutes at the gate is all it took. People were parking their cars in the fields and walking to the gates and walking home. They checked every car, thoroughly. Schools were closed the next day, military personnel were not allowed to wear their uniforms off base. When the kids did go back to school, they had chaperones on the buses for months...... Our day to day lives were changed for months to come..... I noticed people being kinder, more people attending our church, deeper friendships and a greater sense of pride in being an American!
Do you remember where you were? How did your life change??
God Bless you and the U.S.A.