I am sitting here remembering that terrible day, just 8 years ago. I was at work, and listening to a radio show. They mentioned that the WTC had been hit by a plane, and I just assumed it was an accident. They then went back to their other conversation. So I really didn't think much of it. Then I was on break, and someone came in and said another plane had hit the other tower. I didn't understand at first...for some reason, I thought the plane could just fly right through the building. It was weird. Then it hit me when everyone started talking about it, and my boss turned on the news. We were all terrified. They decided to close the office, and told us all to go home. I was pregnant with my 2nd child at the time, and I was so scared driving home. It was very hard getting out of downtown that day....it took hours. All of the businesses downtown were closing early. I couldn't get in contact with DH because the cell service wasn't working...it was too busy. I remember just driving and staring at the sky....looking for planes. I recall seeing one plane fly over the city....I found out later that it was possibly the plane that went down in PA. That thought still haunts me. I was so relieved when I finally picked up my son at the sitter's and made it home safely. We just watched the news footage for hours....I was still in shock. I was so upset for the many innocent people who lost their lives that day. All I could think about was...they left their homes this morning and kissed their families goodbye, just like I had. Only, they were never going to make it home.... Where were you and what were you doing on 9/11?