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2002-08-19

The morning of September 11th started pretty "normal" for me, I work for a group of doctors and as usual I am totally stressed out by 9AM. I ran to the bank and when I returned, my coworker said that a plane hit the trade center in NYC. My first natural reaction was that of irritation at what or who I don't even really know; at first the pilot, then the plane, I don't know! We turned on the TV and were absolutely astonished at what we saw, we could not even speak, and then the second plane hit, we were totally mortified at what was unfolding. I think I was in shock and it took me a good two days to cry about this terribled terrorist attack. It wasn't until I saw families on TV searching for there fathers, there mothers, husbands and wives that this became a real for me and pulled me out of my state of shock. Even now I cry. I feel ashamed at my first feeling of irritation, that I could get so wrapped up in my little world and my small small problems that I failed to have the "Human Connection" right away. I greive everyday over this tragedy and I think of this everyday so that I will never lose what I have gained from this - human compassion, suffering for others and the deeper connection that I have with my loved ones.