On another forum, a person started a "where were you?" thread. This is my reply. I thought I'd share it here too.

I was asleep. A friend called me when they saw it on TV because my then-husband worked 2 days a week in NY, and sometimes in the WTC. My friend first asked if my husband was in NY that day. Yes. Then asked if he was in the WTC that day. I didn't know. Then said I might want to turn on the TV because a plane had just crashed in to the WTC. I imagined a tiny plane that basically bounced off the building like had happened many years before.

So I went and turned on the TV, and see pictures of the pentagon. That was one of the most unreal moments of my life, because I knew my friend was more than intelligent and educated enough to know the difference, but it took me several minutes to wrap my brain around the concept that BOTH buildings had been hit by planes.

It was HOURS before I knew if my husband was alive or not. I was in shock and stayed glued to the TV all day. Finally my then 4 year old daughter asked why they were knocking down so many buildings. Realizing she could not understand it was the same thing over and over jolted me out of it a little bit.

My husband made it home the next day, physically fine, but in some ways I feel like he never did come home. Those images that [someone from the other forum] mentioned of people jumping out of the windows...he saw that in person. He heard & felt when the towers collapsed. He ran for his life. Stuff like that changes a person. Six months later he announced he wanted a divorce. He denies it, but I believe it had very much to do with the mental & emotional trauma we both went through that day.

It is not all bad. My ex never liked snakes or any animals for that matter. I just got remarried last week, and my new husband is almost as into the snakes as I am.