It was a typical beautiful sunny fall morning, as we all remember.
I sat in our family room, 7 months pregnant with our second child, cuddling my 3 year old daughter, while I watched The Today Show. I had my coffee and she had a sippy cup of milk.
Seeing the planes crash over and over again (thanks to the magic of tv), into both towers of the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and the field in Pennsylvania was so surreal to me, but I didn’t turn the television off until I realized how much my tears were confusing my daughter as she pointed at the television, repeatedly saying, “Poppy’s plane?”
All she knew of airplanes at the time was that my dad was a commercial pilot. She would point to the jets flying over our house, and ask if they were Poppy’s plane. I was relieved, knowing he and my mom were in San Francisco the morning of 9/11, celebrating their 30th anniversary, yet scared that they were so far away from home.
And for the first and only time in my life I didn’t see any of “Poppy’s Planes” in the sky for a couple of days following the attack.
As we mourned together as a Nation, we felt the burning desire to be closer together with our families, friends, churches, schools, and communities. We searched for similarities among our stories and found comfort in helping each other get through pain of loss and the fear of the unknown. We stepped up and found ways to give back, sharing what we had with the victims, through the giving of our time and lives, monetary donations, blood donations, memorials, and scholarships.
Looking back, after the decade has passed, I wonder if the birth of social media would have had as big of an impact without the experience of 9/11? Would we have as strong of a desire to be linked together with friends of the past and the craving to find new friends with whom we share similar interests? Maybe, maybe not.
I believe the tragedy of 9/11 helped us to have a deeper appreciation for the relationships we have with others and how closely we are all connected.
I think that is the one thing I love the most in the forums here on FatWallet and our communities on Facebook and Twitter; that connection with each other that gives us an opportunity to make a difference for someone else, even if it’s as small as posting a deal that helps someone else spend less on the purchases they make to live and give.
My prayers go out to everyone whose lives were touched by the attack on 9/11. I hope you will join me as you remember where you were ten years ago today, in a moment of gratitude for the special people in our lives both physically and virtually, and the big and small things they do that make a difference for us every day.