On September 11, 2001 I was at a work meeting in Washington D.C. I was in the basement of a super duper fancy hotel learning about a new drug for anxiety, ironically enough. There was a ridiculously cocky doctor that was in charge of the study that came to the front after someone asked a question regarding some paperwork and he said, "Ladies and Gentelmen, we have experienced a national emergency." I thought it was just insane that he thought this paperwork was so important, but then he told us what had happened and we rushed to the phones to call our loved ones. We were told to stay in the basement, because our hotel was just a 5 minute walk from the White House, and they were concerned for our safety. So of course, I immediately had to go upstairs to see that the world was still there.
I was trapped in D.C. for 5 days after the attacks. I recall people on the news saying that nobody can ever take away our freedom, but I assure you that my freedom WAS taken away for those 5 days. There were no flights, no cars to be rented, and I did not have the money to buy a car to get out of town like some of the doctors at the meeting did. As we walked around town for those long, stressful days, there were snipers on the buildings, roads shut down with armed guards with gigantic weapons, fire engines blazing down the streets to help at the Pentagon........
It was hard for me to grasp that the world outside of D.C. and New York went on with some sense of normality before I even got home. I couldn't believe that people could just go on with their days like usual. I have learned, however that life really does go on, whether you get on the ride or not. The sun rises and sets as usual, the tide rises and ebbs, life goes on. I had never been so grateful when I finally got home. On an entire airplane, there were 5 of us that dared to get on the flight. And my life continued, but it has never been the same. I don't take the same things for granted that I did before, and freedom is not just a word, but a possession I have that I hold very dear.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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I love you sis! I will always remember that day! And, I will remember when I knew you were in DC and was scared to death that your flight left that morning and that you could have been one of those flights...I can remember crying to Ben and remember the relief I felt when he said you were okay. What a day that was. Thank you for the post. That was very well written and I have to say ditto. I am so greatful for my freedom and will fight to stay free.
Amanda, you are so awesome...I love how thoughtful you are! I can't imagine going through that....
That is crazy! I too can not imagine going through that. i admire what you took away from it all. miss u guys, hope all is well.
AMEN! I forgot that you were there during that time. What a life changing experience...
I'm glad you were safe. I am also grateful for the freedom that I enjoy!
Hey, that is an amazing story! My blog is now public thanks to you.
I love you sis! I'm so glad that you got home safely! I was so scared that something happened to you! It's wierd to imagine what everyone in New York and D.C. went through that day, where we here just sat at school or work or home and just watched it on a tv. Not many people cherish their freedom! But i do! I love you!
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That was very beautifully put! That was the day that Adam was in Seattle, and I got a call from Charlene at like 7 in the morn. I turned the TV on and felt my jaw drop- I was really scared! After taking Kenz to school I decided that right there and then I needed to take that preg. test - and that was the day I found out I was preg with Taylor. I didnt even tell Adam till he got home because I didnt want him to even think about that with everything else that was going on.
Amanda. You are a great writer!!!
You are such an amazing lady. I'm so glad to know you. You word things lovely - and you have had such amazing experiences in life and it's great to hear about them. I enjoy our morning and afternoon chats at the bus stop. You always have such an upbeat attitude and it's great to be around. Don't ever move ok - you can't - not 'til we do too. :)
Hey Amanda it's Ari, it's been a while. I remember last time I saw you - you had your first one and I remember the struggle you had to have him, so glad to see that he is healthy and strong and that you have another one. Oh they are so cute! Thank goodness for blogging to keep in touch with everyone.
Ohmygoodness, this is such an incredible post, I had no idea!
I'm so glad you are safe, and I'm so glad things aren't nearly so scary right now.
xox
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