Thank you for posting. Your recall of events that day and after that time are important to you–and to others. Thank you for sharing.

I was nearly five years old at the time of the attacks. My parents had left for work downtown at a local company. My friends had gone to school but I felt unwell. So I stayed home and watched the television instead. I was in preschool on the day of the attacks in question. It was only my second week back at my preschool after the summer. That whole day was surreal. I was way too little to understand the full significance of the attacks however. Good luck.

I lay on a couch unwell with only my grandma for company. She had popped over to see if I was okay and to feed me. I ate something for lunch that day whilst everything happened at once. Both my mom and dad returned home around one or two in the afternoon that Tuesday after everything was shut down due to fear. They worked at a office downtown. I didn’t understand any of it. They didn’t know anything initially as well. I was told nothing at first.

It was not until after I started fourth grade that I was made aware of the full impact of the attacks. I still remember that conversation a few years later one night in late November of 2005. It was heartbreaking and sad at the same time.

We literally only started eating dinner that night. My parents made me sit down at the kitchen table on a wooden chair. Then they informed me about the actual numbers over our dinner. It was such a eye opener literally. Until then I had no clue. I probably stared at them. I was nine when they filled me in. Before I didn’t know much. I grew up after the attacks took place. I also vividly recall being at the airport one Monday six weeks later afterwards but I really don’t remember much of it at all. They also gave me a copy of a old newspaper article from one or two days after the attacks to read slowly. I read it.

Being nearly five you don’t recall much of what really occurred. It took me four more years to grasp the whole meaning of that day in history. In hindsight this is what I’m going to say, make the utmost of your life. Because you never know what may happen to you. Truly. No lie either. Anyway that is where I was.