As I was driving to my job in downtown Houston, my husband called me to tell me that the World Trade Centers had been hit by planes. My first response was, “where are the World Trade Centers”. In all honesty, I did not have a clue as to where this building was located. After the news sunk in, I began to realize how unbelievable all this sounded. Once at my job with the Houston Texans, I turned on all the monitors in our visitor center and watched as the events unfolded. Many other building tenants joined me along with other Texan employees. As we watched in horror there was complete silence and denile at what we all saw. And then what seemed like the impossible happened… the 2nd tower fell. I watched in terror as people were running and screaming and almost felt as if I was watching a horror movie. I thoughtto myself, oh my god all those people, we just watched as thousands of people fell to there death!
Then, the 1st tower fell! I didn’t know how to react, here I was 8 months pregnant, working downtown amongst large buildings that were vacating as I sat at my desk. All my family members started calling and telling me to take precaution and leave, but I just could not walk out of my job. So as I sat there in disbelief, I watched as people all around me scurried home. The only comfort that I felt was knowing that my 1 year old little boy was tucked away safely at daycare and my husband was on his way home. Soon we recieved varification that we could leave to go home to our families. As me and my fellow coworkers walked out together we witnessed quiet and almost empty downtown streets.
One day I will tell my story to my two small children. Even though nothing happened to me physically that day, the lasting mental impression it left in me has forever changed my preception of the world and given me a new since of what freedom is really about!
GOD BLESS AMERICA