Note #37

Where were you on 9/11? Fifteen years ago on September 11th, I spent the entire day with a co-worker. We drove 150 miles that morning to attend a 1:00 meeting in another city...and then drove 150 miles to get back home later that afternoon. Radio broadcasts were our constant companions that day. As we listened, the tragedy unfolded. The city was hushed, fellow restaurant patrons silently watched TV newscasts, and we could barely eat our lunch. As we drove home, cars were lined up at gas stations, waiting to fill their tanks while gas prices quickly increased. We couldn't wait to get back to be with our families.

This week's note is written to Jean, a special co-worker, world-traveler, and friend.

Dear Jean,

My thoughts are returning to 9/11 and the day we spent together. I'll never forget that day as long as I live. Do you remember hearing a loud roaring sound that startled us because we knew all air traffic had been grounded? We looked up as Air Force One passed directly overhead. Your personal experiences and stories of living in Peshawar gave me a unique perspective as we traveled six hours to and from our meeting. My memories of 9/11 will always include you -- and I'm grateful you were by my side.

Praying for peace and understanding,
Jill