Oh My God
Date Submitted: 9/11/2016
On September 11, 2001, I lived in Camden, NC and worked in Elizabeth City, NC at a pediatric office. My spouse at the time was a commercial driver and was away from home. My son was in elementary school and my daughter was not quite 3 was at day care. All was right in my world, and then....I was at work, at my desk when the phone rang, it was Ms. Donna, a Co worker who hadn't come in yet. She was crying, and she told me what happened and I got up and ran to my supervisors office saying turn on the radio. We've been attacked. Ohe my God. I can't even tell you how many times I said or heard oh my God.
All day, that was all I could think, every time a patient came in and said had we heard. Oh my God. I've never felt so vulnerable and I've never felt completely safe since.
As I began to take a sip from my glass of water, I counted my blessings. Never take anything in this life for granted, not even something as simple and as pure as the water you drink. You never know when you won't have that luxury ever again.
Gaby (story excerpt)