I had just dropped my girls off at school (this was before I started homeschooling) and was walking in the door when I received a call from my dad telling me to turn on the news.
I was finishing the morning teaching a my son's preschool. We left at eleven. I only had received updates from the school secretary, but was trying to keep the day as normal as possible for our children. I had a short errand to run and headed straight home. Only then could I see the horror of what our nation faced. The caller id showed the National Guard Bureau had called to reach my husband. I will never forget how my stomach hit the floor. It wasn't the call to duty we expected, but just the beginning of a roller coaster ride that has included two deployments and dealing with adjusting to whatever could be considered "normal". We have not suffered like so many did...but it has certainly been a major part of our lives.
Home, watching the news, getting ready for our homeschool day. Then shock....
I was at the plasma center downtown donating plasma when it happened. Watched it on the news in the waiting room longing to get home to my kids.
I live on the west coast of Canada, and was watching the early news when the tragedy struck. Two days prior, our (only) daughter had flown to Manhatten for a vacation. The five hours it took for her to be able to reach us were indeed the longest five hours of my life. Within a few days they were able to secure a vehicle, and then drive to Toronto, with another few days wait to catch a flight home. Truly a time that I will never forget.
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