Where were you?

I was a university drop-out. I was 6 months pregnant and alone. I was living with my parents, who reluctantly took me in after I came home from studying music in Iowa. I was extremely depressed. I had a sister who basically relished in the fact that I was going to be a single parent, and felt the need to put me down about every minute for it. She loves when I fail because it makes her feel better about failing in her own life, I guess... I slept. I slept a lot. Basically I would ROLL out of bed, go downstairs, eat, read, sleep and repeat.

It was 6 am and I was in a deep sleep. My mom came bursting in the room saying a jet plane ran into a building in NYC. In my head I was thinking "how does this apply to me" but I hobbled downstairs to watch the news with her. It was on every channel. I watched in amazement as smoke poured out of the building. Then the reporters caught site of a second plane, and I started to cry.

You all know the rest.. The days that followed were a blur of watching news programs 20 hours a day, and basically the world shutting down, reeling from this unprecedented event.

Every year on 9/11 I can't help but to think of what a different life we lead compared to 9/10/2001 and prior. You could practically walk on a plane with minimal ID. I could go across the border to the U.S. and not get asked more than "where are you headed?" And because it's such a momentous event, I think of how MY life has changed too.. I finished university, got two degrees, all the while being a single parent (and proud of it), I got engaged, got a full-time teaching position and just yesterday bought my first house. I need these reminders once in a while. Little affirmations that we're all growing, learning, and leading a better life because of tough lessons learned in the past.

My heart goes out to survivors and relatives/loved ones who lost someone they loved in the 9/11 attacks.

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  1. Tobi,

    Congrats on the house! We all remember and are forever changed! Thanks for taking a momment to reflect such a sad time in our recent history, I think for the victoms families it is especially important that they know we all remember and will never forget 911. I was home in White Rock getting ready for work. I got a call from England as I was to be going the next week; it was my aunt and she was crying. I remember hours past with a numb feeling and then suddenly I realized, my own life and that I was 3 hrs late for work! When I got to work every computer monitor was watching the news and people were doing nothing but hugging and crying. My eyes well up just thinking of how that day played out.
    Now for something cheery, WHEN is your next COPIC class? I loved getting the 4 markers, it was my first class, and now i have 12. But I have another 270 to go!

  2. Congrats on the house and all the progress you've made since that fateful day. We've all come a long way since 9/11/01 and I believe for the better.


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