September 10th and September 11th will be two days that will be with me forever and for two completely different reasons.
September 11th, 2001
was a bright sunny morning, really blue skies here, just like in New York City. I went to work that morning, (yes at one time I did work outside the home! :) My job (at a mortgage company) was out on the south side of town close to the airport. We had planes fly over our building all the time when coming in to land.
I was already there and working when my co-worker came in (late) and said that she heard on the radio that a (small) plane had flown into the Twin Towers in NYC. I didn't think too much about it and continued working. Then a few minutes later, I had been listening to the radio at my desk and it came across the another plane had flown into the other Twin Tower. Now, they had my attention! I listened as they described what they say, then it seemed pretty quick and the announcer said the one tower was gone....
I lost my breath, had I just "listed" to upwards of 20,000 people just die? We didn't have a TV in our office and we could barely get on the Internet to get any pictures. The one picture we did get was the smoke coming from the towers after both of them had been hit.
Then we started hearing of more planes hijacked and that one had hit the pentagon. (not having a television to watch we weren't really getting the whole perspective on things either) We got a little nervous when there was one unaccounted for and we were located near the airport. Luckily it landed in Cleveland and was searched and found to be okay. Little did we know it was the plan that went down in Shanksville that they were worried about.
We listened to the speech from President Bush and watched all the airplanes land after airspace had been closed. Our reception area was one big glass window and the planes were coming in so low and fast that day that (at times) it looked as though they were going to fly right into our building. You could see the shadows of the planes on the ground. It was a little surreal.
I didn't have any kids yet and knew things were bad, but didn't realize just how bad until I turned the TV on when I got home that night. It was on EVERY station. I have cable and I mean EVERY station. At that moment I was glad I didn't have kids yet and that I didn't have that extra layer of fear. It was a day that I will never forget, along with all Americans.
Fast forward to September 10th, 2009
Another day I will never forget, Lovebug's pump start day. I was so excited that day, and a little nervous that it was finally happening! No more shots and lots more freedom, even if she was hooked up to a "machine" and had to wear a "fanny pack" around her waist all the time.
That's right, she has officially been pumping for a year now! It is bittersweet though. While it makes her and our lives easier, she is hooked up to a "machine" that keeps her alive. That is hard some day's. Hard knowing that when she is unhooked from her pump she isn't getting the medicine to keep her alive. That means she has had diabetes in her (and our ) live (s) for 17 months now. It has been a long 17 months but we have come a long way since we brought her home from the hospital after her diagnosis.