i remember
ten years ago.
driving in my car
with little chloe and hannah and baby grace
strapped safely in the back.
dropping todd off at work.
i remember.
turning the radio on as i made a right hand turn
{it was national public radio}
i remember turning up the radio as i heard
about a plane crashing into the world trade center.
i remember
driving down the road to preschool
the shock building as i hear about another plane
holding little chloe, ushering her in
waving a flustered goodbye
trying to get a hold of todd
looking at that blue, blue, blue sky
watching all the planes landing in minneapolis
fearful that they were too low
afraid for my mother who worked in downtown minneapolis
i remember.
pulling into my inlaws driveway
and as i parked
hearing the radio announcer state,
“oh my God, the tower just collapsed.”
those were his words.
and i can still hear them
the horror and shock and sadness
all mixed together
i remember
walking stunned into my inlaws home
sitting in front of the television
holding baby grace
afraid
so afraid
and sad
so sad
surreal
so surreal
picking todd and chloe up
we made our way back to my inlaws
praying
calling my mother
my dad telling her to leave downtown and go home
so much sadness
and shock
i remember
and today
i remember
it as well
ten years later
remembering
that day
that still brings
raw tears to my eyes.
i remember.
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