I remember waking up that morning as usual. Sending the boys to school. The oldest at home was 12. The youngest was 9. I was alone that morning and didn't have the TV on. I had the computer on. I walked by and noticed a picture that looked like news of one of the towers burning. I thought it was a trailer for a movie. I went to the bathroom, came back to the computer with a cup of coffee. Sat down and turned the volume on the speakers up. What I heard shocked me so badly I could not move. By the time I figured out what was going on I was out of the door running to the school to get my sons.
I went home and sobbed and kept on sobbing for a week. I taped every channel and every news announcement. I taped over the O.J. trial. That certainly didn't seem important anymore. I still have the tapes. I kept my sons next to me all day and night for a week. I could not stop crying.
Yes, there is war and murder and atrocities and horrible incidents all over the world...we humans are masters at hurting one another. Many times for no reason at all. I ache inside when I think of all the children who are suffering and all the innocent people who die in the diamond mines and in the drug 'war'...this just hit far too close to home.
I will observe this time of silence for all the innocent victims who die for our ignorance and apathy.
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