Twenty Years Later

How can it be twenty years since the towers came down? My daughter called me and told me to turn on the TV. We stood, in shock, talking on the phone when the second plane hit the south tower and my heart dropped. We knew it wasn’t an accident. Her husband was active duty Navy and she gasped, “I have to go! I need to make some calls!”

My husband was in Arlington, Texas for a class with fellow law enforcement officers across the state. Many of them had to check in with their departments. There was nothing Brad could do and so he stayed put and watched the news with the rest of them, calling me at home to check in. In a very short time all flights at area airports were grounded and there were military jets flying a grid over the DFW area. Scary.

Our lives changed that day whether we were at Ground Zero or not. It was one of those sort of events. Like life before and after your wedding day or the birth of your first child, it’s never the same again. Except this was a worldwide event. It may have happened in NYC but it affected the whole world and we had no idea to what extent at the time.

I’m glad our military is out of Afghanistan but I hate the manner of our leaving. Another seminal event in itself that we will never forget or forgive.

Published by thenerdyyarnlady

I am a Native Texan, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Catholic Convert residing in rural North East Texas since 1975 when I married my husband and this small town girl became a country girl. I was taught to knit at the age of ten and discovered the writings of Elizabeth Zimmerman shortly after I married. I learned to ‘unvent’ things as I went along, to create my own patterns and generally have a blast with yarn and needles. In the mid 1980’s I explored the idea of spinning my own yarn and eventually got interested in weaving on a floor loom. I have three spinning wheels and a 24″ four-shaft Herald floor loom that I purchased from a friend in the 1990’s. I also enjoy sewing, tatting and making rosaries. I have a work room that contains my fiber, yarn, floor loom, sewing machines, serger and rosary making supplies. I have a spinning corner in a bedroom next to my work room, both with north windows looking toward the creek.

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