Where were you on 9/11

    September 11, 2001- I remember I was working at HEB in Brownsville, Texas. I was just about to turn 27 years old in ten days, and I was so excited because my birthday was right around the corner. At that time, I was a mother to 2 children. My oldest daughter Christina was 6 and in kindergarten and my son Jacob was only 6 months old. I remember it was raining and I was working at the business center that morning. There were not a lot of people in the store and it was pretty slow as it usually was on any normal day. I remember one of my coworkers came into the office and told us that a plane had hit one of the towers of the World Trade Center. I couldn't comprehend what she was saying and I thought that maybe a plane had crashed into the building by accident. As the morning progressed, and the second plane hit, and then the plane crashed into the Pentagon, the atmosphere at work all of a sudden got intense. We had a tv in the break room upstairs and every chance I got, I would go upstairs to watch the news, as did all of my other fellow coworkers. There must have been at least 20 of us, including our managers, upstairs at a time, just watching the news. Although I didn't get to see the buildings falling down, I kept watching it over and over again as they kept showing it on the news all day. I remember hearing sirens outside and l looked outside to see what was going on, and there was a line of black cars coming down the streets. I don't know who they were, but I'm pretty sure they were the police or FBI or somebody along those lines. When I got out of work I went straight home and continued watching the news for the rest of the day because I still could not grasp what was going on or what was about to happen. I remember being outside with my umbrella because it was still raining and waiting for my daughter and my niece to come home from school on the bus. Before she got there, I had so many things going through my head, and I had so many questions that I could not find the answer to. That night as I was laying in bed with my son, I remember just watching him sleep and being scared because I did not know what was going to happen. It was the first time that I had been scared in a long time. Twenty years later, and I still find myself thinking about this day. The younger generation will probably never understand, but my generation will never forget 💔