For me, Mike had moved out to Washington DC in July, I had to stay on in Oregon until October due to work. I didn't know much about where he worked except that he could see the White House from his office.
My sister woke me up and asked if I'd heard from Mike and to turn on the TV. It was a horror to watch, and I remember later hearing the sounds of so many firefighters alarms on their uniforms going off, that sound was overwhelming when you knew it meant lives lost.
Mike was fine, I finally heard from him in late afternoon after he was able to get out of DC and 3 days later I flew out to him and spent a few days. We just had to be together...just had to. Memories are all that are left for some of us, but we will never forget...
You're right, we need to say "i love you" more - not so easy but it's worth trying.
ReplyDeletethanks for adding your story to the stories of that day. blessings, suki
ReplyDeleteGood post. I'm glad you both were okay. It certainly changed the way we live, didn't it. Never forget.
ReplyDeleteah, teri, every time i hear you talk about mike, i feel this huge tender love around me. i admire the love you and mike had and have for one another so much.
ReplyDeletexoxo