I would like to take a moment to remember the tragic events of 18 years ago. It is a day no one alive at the time will ever forget and likely remembers what they were doing when they heard the news.
At the time, I was a corporate trainer for a local credit union. I was at the credit union headquarters doing some training with some new employees when the head teller came back and said a plane had flown into one of the towers of the World Trade Center. There was a television in the room I was in and she wanted to turn it on to watch the news. We turned on the television in time to see the second plane hit the second tower. It was at that moment we all knew it was no accident.
A group of us huddled around the small TV and watched for awhile, and were shocked when we saw the plane hit the Pentagon. At that moment, I knew only one thing, I had to get home to my family. My better half had the day off from work and was home watching my youngest son, who was about 11 months old at the time. My oldest son was 5 years old and at school in kindergarten. It was at home, watching the news with my better half, when we saw the news about the fourth plane, Flight 93, that crashed in Pennsylvania.
Those events changed the world, not just our country. As I reflect on the events of that tragic day, I pray for the victims’ families, in the hope that they found peace.
God bless! Until next time…Namaste my friends. ~ Tamara