Thinking I was watching a horror movie,
This couldn’t be happening, not here, not now.
Reaching up to find tears on my face
Calling my husband to ask him if this was real,
And his awful answer; “Yes.”
Staring at the television all day long,
Not daring to leave, afraid to move, so afraid.
Watching those planes fly into the buildings over and over again.
The eerie silence that night as no planes were flying.
The fear I felt as we heard a fighter jet fly low over our house.
I asked my husband, “Is it ours? Is it ours?”
His arms tightening around me.
“I hope so.”
I Remember and I Will Never Forget!