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We had a fantastic week together.... shopping, going to the theater, purchasing knock off Kate Spade bags from car boots (that´s trunks for Americans) my brother who was there on business took us out for an amazing meal at Tavern on the Green... it was an fantastic week.
The day we were leaving my sister and I had a coffee before she left for work and afterwards I went into the bedroom to start packing, leaving my daughter watching TV in the living room. All of a sudden I heard my daughter shouting "Mom, Mom" and I ran through to see what had happened...
She was sitting eyes glued to the television with tears streaming down her face..."something awful just happened" I sat with her and listened to newscasters saying a plane had just crashed into the twin towers and I thought "OMG what a horrible accident... and as we continued to watch and saw the second plane crash.... I realized that what we were seeing was no accident.
I reached my sister at work and she was on her way home... we realized that the subways and bridges would soon all be closed down and had no idea for how long. I left my daughter in the apartment and went out to buy water, food, candles, batteries... We had no idea what would happen in the next few days.
In the market everyone was talking... and the question on everyone's lips was "are you missing anyone?" Total strangers confiding in and consoling each other. I got back to the apartment and my sister, daughter and I continued to watch the events on television... we could smell the burning buildings, the apartment being about 10 blocks north of the towers.
We got on a bus to go down to the nearest blood bank to donate blood and found the line was about 3 blocks long and they were asking that people come back the next day... we had to go to 3 stores before we were able to purchase socks and T shirts for the rescue workers... the first 2 had already sold out. After delivering them... (the buses were running and not charging anyone, they were going off route to get people where they needed to be) we went to the meadow at central park... we just felt lost and not sure what to do.
A lot of other people seemed to be feeling the same as more and more people came to the meadow... and then a surprising thing happened... a few people got up and walked towards the center of the grass... stood and bowed their heads... more and more people joined them, my daughter, sister and I joined as well and it became a huge circle of prayer... total strangers standing together reflecting on what had happened, reaching for each other´s hands, praying for those lost.... and as quietly as it started... people began to drift off again.