Where was I on September 11, 2001?
Well my story actually starts a few days earlier. My mother and fater in law had just moved in with us. They were moving back to the United States, see they had lived in Middle East for 20 years.
Rusty had to the field and was going to be gone for a week.
It was just another day here. I was up trying to get the children ready for school. My father in law ( rick) was playing a computer game.
That was a good day for me because the children were actually ready early and I allowed them to watch t.v. before they went to school.
Then the phone rang. Rick looked at the caller i.d. and said that it was someone named McMahan. I knew something was wrong, because my mom never calls me early in the morning. So I told Rick to answer the phone.
When I got on the phone my mom asked me if I had the t.v. on. I told her yes that the children were watching cartoons. My mom told me to turn on the news because the world trade center had just been bombed. America was under attack.
Rick and I were fighting over the remote trying to get the other t.v. on. All I could do was stand there in shock. All Rick did was yell those damn rag heads.
Then it hit me. Was Rusty coming back from the field or was he going to be deployed right away? We did not know.
I had to get myself together because I had children to take to school. So off to school they went. Life must go on.
When I got back from dropping the children off the Pentigon had been bombed. I could not believe all of this was happening. We live in America. The great melting pot of the world. This is America.
A few hours later Amber calls me from school and she was crying. She said that the school kept showing the news. Rick went and got Amber from school.
Life marched on. I was not going to allow those ass holes to stop my life. Rusty did come home later that week, but was deployed two months later to Iraq.
If it was not for all of this I would have missed the oppertunity to help a friend out. If it was not for all ofthis I would never would have started volunteering to help other military families in need. I also would have missed the oppertunity to get to know my in laws before they died.
I will say this. People in America say if this happens again.... They are wrong. It is not if it is when. When people say "God bless America" They need to remember that God HAS blessed America.
I do not need to see pictures of the twin towers to remind me of what happend. I just need to look around an empty house. All of our friends are in Iraq right now. I KNOW why they are there.