Saturday, September 11, 2010


I had to do something today that I never wanted to do.  I had to explain Sept. 11th to Greg.  My oldest 2 children were 17 months and 3 years old on Sept. 11, 2001.  Although Lee (3) watched the news with me, I knew he didn't understand and didn't remember the frantic 3 hr. drive home or the anxiety that kept me up nights for the next few weeks.  However, he has seen the news coverage, the TV specials and has heard me talk about it many times.  Apparently Greg has not, or didn't realize what I was watching.  He came out and watched the news with me for a bit this morning.  And the questions started.

I found it relatively easy to explain the facts, the actions, the events.  Just like a history lesson.  What I found more difficult was to explain my do you explain the fear?  The need to get home to a safe place immediately?  How do you explain that to a 10 year old that hasn't ever experienced anything remotely similar in his young life?  I tried and I am sure failed miserably.  Honestly, I hope he never feels those same things.  I hope that nothing like this ever happens again.  I can never forget.

1 comment:

marathonmomma said...

This resonated with me. The fear and the wanting to just stay home. The days, maybe even weeks of feeling I was in a fog trying to figure out how to be a "happy mom" for my children while I was so scared inside.