Where Were You Nine Years Ago Today?

Kenna · 09-11-2010, 06:57 PM

At work when one of my Project Managers yelled down the hall that they heard on the radio that the "Towers just fell"... from that, everyone swarmed into his little office to listen... in shock and disbelief. As the radio cut out with static, I honestly didn't believe what I was hearing... I was in an Orson Welles fog as if I was listening to his 1938 The War Of The Worlds.

At lunch, I rushed home to watch the news...Watching the planes hit and then the aftermath shook me out of that Orson Welles fog. While sitting there, my old boss from the camera shop called and told me that one of our dear friends were among the missing at the Pentagon. I was in so much shock that I didn't cry or grieve for some time. To add, my sorrow, shock and "flight" response to the news about the plane in Shanksville (not far from where my son was living and from an old family homestead).

I still have a lot of unresolved feelings, grief and PTSD from that day. It's still hard to talk about or express. It still makes my chest tight.

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09-11-2010, 06:57 PM	#18
Kenna Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Fiery, Sassy, Tough As Nails, Femme Tomboy Preferred Pronoun?: She Relationship Status: I am your favorite hello and hardest goodbye. Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: NC & CO Posts: 4,806 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,624 Thanked 12,189 Times in 3,779 Posts Rep Power: 21474857	At work when one of my Project Managers yelled down the hall that they heard on the radio that the "Towers just fell"... from that, everyone swarmed into his little office to listen... in shock and disbelief. As the radio cut out with static, I honestly didn't believe what I was hearing... I was in an Orson Welles fog as if I was listening to his 1938 The War Of The Worlds. At lunch, I rushed home to watch the news...Watching the planes hit and then the aftermath shook me out of that Orson Welles fog. While sitting there, my old boss from the camera shop called and told me that one of our dear friends were among the missing at the Pentagon. I was in so much shock that I didn't cry or grieve for some time. To add, my sorrow, shock and "flight" response to the news about the plane in Shanksville (not far from where my son was living and from an old family homestead). I still have a lot of unresolved feelings, grief and PTSD from that day. It's still hard to talk about or express. It still makes my chest tight.