I was getting ready for my post-op dr. appt. when my dad called me on my way out. “Turn on the t.v. Randy said that an airplane just hit the twin towers.” So I turned on the t.v. after arguing about how rediculous he was for believing him, and sure enough, there was the first of the towers, smoke towering into the sky. I stand, in awe, staring at the television. I can’t believe it. Then a few minutes after, the second tower gets hit. I don’t know what to say…What kind of idiot would do such a thing? I have to leave right after the second tower was hit, because my doctors office was a good 45 minute drive. So I head out the door, fearing the worst. Since I live in Austin, I figured if someone was wanting to get to Bush, Austin would be the right place to go. So I’m driving to my doctors office, listening to the news, in tears, I call my mom every 10 minutes to make sure she’s ok, and see if’s she’s gotten ahold of my aunt, who worked only minutes away from the bombing. “Nope, no word from her yet.” I am so scared for her. The drive to the doctor seemed to have been the longest 45 minute drive of my life. As soon as I got to the clinic, I signed in and sat right in from of the t.v. in the waiting area, along with everyone else. I have completely lost it. Why would someone want to do this? So many innocent people lost their lives. So many children will grow up without mommies and daddies, wives left without husbands, husbands without wives.