Driving to Mom's to get her for a doctor's appt I had the radio on and it said there would be a moment of silence, and that everything changed that day. I so teared up. I always tear up. I remember that day thinking that now Americans knew how the Israelis felt every day. We used to live in a bubble; tne the bubble had burst. But mostly, I just remember watching New York local news for 12 hours with a New York family (in Queens). And wanting to go home and I couldn't. I remember after the second tower fell, my friend said it must be the camera angle, it couldn't be true. And even the news anchors were speechless. I've never heard an anchor speechless before. Finally getting home, I remember hugging my son, and saying I just had to hug him. (He's not real into the huggies). Like the poem -- it was such an ordinary day, and then, not.