A day to remember

[shirebound]

Eight years ago this moment, I was exactly where I am now -- at my desk on the 20th floor of a high rise building. Two planes had hit the World Trade Centers, and as soon as the Pentagon was hit, the only other girl in the office and myself ran out of here and drove home. Who knew what would be the next building hit? San Diego is home to a portion of the Pacific Fleet, and would (presumably) be a target. About a half hour after I got home I called the office, where a few folks had by then come in, and told them what I was seeing on TV. Later that morning, all the high rise buildings in San Diego were evacuated. I spent the whole day in front of the TV with my mom, and that whole night wide awake because I kept thinking about people falling (or jumping) out of those buildings.

Let's all hold hands today, across the miles, and channel our love and hope around the world.

(((my friends)))