There were so many touching remarks and moments of remembrance on the 10 year anniversary of 9/11 that I actually struggled with how to approach this Mental Health Monday post. So, I’m simply going to give my story because sharing helps us process scary and horrible things and helps us cleanse our feelings.
I feel fortunate in that I was not directly impacted by the tragedy, but I certainly know many people who were. I also distinctly remember where I was and what was happening the moment I heard the towers had been hit.
I was sitting in a lecture on blood cell line development during my first year of medical school in Westchester County, New York. The Dean of students interrupted and announced what had happened. Since at least a 1/3 of our class was from NYC and several upperclassmen were doing rotations in the city, we were let out of class to try to contact our loved ones.
I’ll never forget the angst, emotion, fear, panic, and utter helplessness of the day. I’ll never forget the sound of F16’s flying overhead every 15 minutes. I’ll never forget watching the towers fall, disbelieving it even as it happened.
I want to direct you to Lydia’s post about her experience on 9/11. It’s powerful.