Thursday, September 11, 2008


It's crazy how today is a piece of history. What is even crazier is I was a witness to this history. I remember being in H.S. and reading about the Gulf War, and thinking "I was alive when that happened." I still remember my 11th birthday, when the Gulf War just begun, and I felt bad for celebrating my birthday because I knew people were at war. And now thinking about 9/11-and knowing that is a part of history, that will be printed in History books and it will be taught about in our classrooms. Knowing I lived that. I was 21 at the time. Working at Victoria's Secret Catalogue, from 4:30pm-1am. I'm sure the night before I hung out with my friend Shaun-we hung out EVERY day. I slept through everything of course. My Mother is weird about telling me things I think. I was living at home during the time. I wish my Mom-or someone-would have called and woke me up. I'm not too sure what time I woke up, or what I did right when I woke up. At some point in time I did turn on the TV. And of course everything unfolded from there. It still brings tears to my eyes and goose bumps to my skin. Seeing the images again makes me wonder "Was that real? Did that REALLY happen?" I remember hanging the paper American Flags that they put in the Albuquerque Journal in my bedroom-which faces the street. I remember calling into work that day, and going to Gardunos with Shaun, and sitting at the bar having a margarita. I still question, why this happened. What did we do to them to deserve this? I just don't get it. I think of my kids(if I have them) going to school, and learning about this, and talking to them about it. This morning I put my America flag outside of my house. At my work they are doing something really special to remember today. Today at work their were 343 Colorado and Wyoming firefighters in their full uniform running up and down the 52 flights of stairs in the building I work in, as a remembrance of those firefighters that went up the stairs of the World Trade Center in New York City 7 years ago, but didn't come back down. I heard the firefighters while I was walking back and forth going to the bathroom, and it was really cool. Plus I got to see them this morning, and this afternoon when I went out to lunch- it was great eye candy! ;) Today I can't help but feel thankful, for all of the men and women all over this world working hard to keep us safe.


emily said...

I didn't know you had a blog! I'm glad you mentioned it so I can keep up with it.

emily said...

oh, and I was showing a video of it to Isaac and he was asking what's interested to try and explain something like that to a kid.

Nik said...

Thanks for your love. I think we will be okay, just a bunch of rain and wind.

I remember Sept. 11. I went swimming in the morning at UNM and I was walking back home to start my day. On my way home a guy popped out of his house and yelled at me that we were under attack. He said that they had attacked the Pentagon. Then he ran back inside. I really didn't know what to expect because I have experienced some weird happenings around UNM, and so I was more perplexed than panicky at the time. Then I got home and saw it all happening. I think when I got home only one of the towers had fallen, but I am not sure. I will keep that memory for ever.

I think that it is really awesome that the firefighters commemorated their fallen comrades. Love you!