Where were you?

September 10, 2012
I have a pretty heated post regarding 9/11 coming tomorrow—stay on the edge of your seats, so I figured I’d post the typical ‘Where were you?’ post today.

I cannot believe 2001 was 11 years ago. So much has changed in my personal life, and in the world.

Where were you when America was attacked on 9/11/01?

8:46 Crash of Flight 11        I was in 1st block, Aerobics. When class got out, everyone was gathered in LHS’ cafeteria staring at the TV screens, silent. I don’t think any of us understood what was going on. We thought it was a plane crash
9:03 Crash of Flight 175      I was in the cafeteria, still motionless. We were all probably still pretty naive thinking it was a plane crash, we didn’t know much about terrorism in high school, we never really needed to know about it.
I remember going to second block, History and our little grumpy old man teacher, Mr. Philips, was crying. Why was he crying? He filled us in on what really happened. No one said a thing.

The rest of the day was a blur. At the time, none of my friends were in the Marine Corps, but shortly after, they were.

9/11/01 changed my life. My personal life, and my life as an American. 

Seeing and hearing low flying planes still scares the shit out of my insides—I live near an air base, though flying doesn’t make me nervous. Weird, I know.

God Bless America and the families of all of those who have been lost, especially my friends. Bless my husband and best friends who are Marines and Active Duty Military—their lives will never be the same, they will never be the same.

I can’t stomach writing anymore about how I feel, nor do I want to think too much about that day.

Semper Fi. 

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for sharing Chelsea, I always enjoy reading your blog and the military are close to my heart