Remembering 9/11...

Where were you on 9/11, and what were you doing? These questions have been asked more often than not lately and it has been quite interesting to read what people have written or what they have said. Like everyone else I definitely remember this day 10 years ago very vividly.
It was my junior year in highschool and I was home sick with mono. I had woken up earlier than usual because I was running a temperature of 103.7 and I felt horrible. I was laying in bed trying to fall back to sleep when I suddenly heard my mom say (louder than usual) "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" I immediately jumped out o bed and went into my parents room to find my mom standing in front of the tv in complete shock about what Ahwaz seeing. When I asked what happened she said that an airplane had flown into one of the world trade center buildings. We immediately thought that it was just some freak accident. My mom had to keep getting ready so she was in her bathroom getting ready and j was sitting on he bed watching the news when suddenly out of nowhere a second plane flew right into he other world trade center building. I immediately responded the same way my mom did...all I could say was "oh m gosh, oh my gosh" while staring at the tv in complete awe and shock. It was at this point that we had a bad feeling that this wasn't an accident. When hearing hat this was a terrorist act and we had been attacked I could hardl believe it. These kinds of things didn't happen in real life and especially didn't happen in my lifetime...this is what you learn about in your history class at school.
I remember that the coverage of the events was literally on every channel and since I was home sick and stuck on the couch, all I watched was 9/11 coverage. A bit depressing and overwhelming to say the least. All of my aunts ( especially Jaime) were worried that I would become depressed or upset watching all of this negative coverage by myself during the day so they would take turns coming over and hanging out with me. I spent nearly each day glued to the tv listing to the names of the people who had died or even better names of the people that were miraculously found under the mess of the building remnants. I have never felt so overwhelmed and invested in something despite it being so far away. Although New York and Oregon are on opposite ends of the United States it felt as if it were simply a few blocks away.
Although the events on 9/11 were unbelievably overwhelming and scary it was on the other hand incredible to see everyone bond together and show their pride and love for this country. I saw flags flying, people wearing red white and blue, businesses carrying patriotic merchandise, and an increase in people helping people. It was amazing to see but it was a bit of a bummer that it had to take something like a terrorist attack for us to come together as a country.
The pictures I included in this specific blog is from the flags of honor display in Salem, which is back for a second run. It's simply amazing to see and feel a part of. On the main flags are the names of everyone that died on 9/11 because of the attacks. There were also flags for those from Oregon who passed away in combat. One of those heroes was my cousins husband Captain Drew Jensen. He was a West Point graduate and to say that he was amazing is one heck of an understatement. He is a hero and was one incredible leader and person. Thank you Drew for your amazing dedication and love for our country...you made a huge difference.


I could go on about this forever, but I will close it ip by asking you've same question I answered..."where were you on 9/11 and what were you doing?"