9/11

I remember on 9/11/2001 waking up thinking it was just an ordinary day. David and I had gotten married barely over a month before. We were living in a tiny apartment. I didn't even have a job yet. Oddly enough I had turned down a job working at an airport only a few days before because it didn't feel right. I know there were a lot of layoffs in airlines nationwide, and probably around the world after 9/11 and am pretty sure that if I had taken that job I probably would have been out of a job shortly after. I remember David liked to listen to the news on the radio in the morning (he still does). Soon after he turned it on he started hearing this horrific story about a plane that had crashed into one of the twin towers. He told me he thought it was some fictional story that they were reading on the radio because it just seemed to terrible to be true. But before long he knew the unthinkable was true. He came and told me what had happened. We didn't have a TV. We had been married for only weeks and David's tutoring job at the college just didn't pay enough for us to buy a TV so we stayed at home and sat in the one recliner that we owned (we didn't have a couch either) and held each other and listened to what they were calling "America Under Attack." I remember later that night David had to go to a church meeting and I sat at home and continued to listen to the news and think. I know it made me think about the things that were really important. Family, the true Gospel of Jesus Christ, and my testimony in Him. The same things that I am still most grateful for. Heavenly Father didn't make 9/11 happen, but I do remember the increased faith in Him that spread across the nation after the twin towers fell. My prayer is that that faith in Him may spread and grow again as we remember the anniversary of that terrible day.