Sunday, September 11, 2011

Where were you?

Over on Simone's blog, she's posted asking where you were when you heard about the terror attacks on September 11, 2001.

We lived in Port Macquarie at the time. Life was good. We had bought our first home the year before. It was just a block back from the beach, we could lie in bed listening to the waves at night and feel a sense of peace and calm there from the rhythm of the water. We had just found out we were pregnant with Aidan. On the morning after it happened, we first heard about it on the radio and turned on the TV to find out if it could really be true. And scarily, it was.

It was hard to process. We wondered how we could bring a child into such a world.

And then we had to go off to work like it was an ordinary day. Except that all over the hospital, TVs were running the non-stop coverage. It was hard to escape that surreal feeling of a world that had changed forever.

We were trying to explain it to the kids over dinner tonight, and how the war on terror had led to the war in Afghanistan. A hard concept to get across when life seems so safe within our little family unit.

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