Saturday, July 21, 2007
My son was asleep so I tiptoed downstairs and flipped on the tv which I normally don't watch for numerous aforementioned reasons. The history channel seemed like a safe bet. Wouldn't you know at that very moment they were airing a movie about the 9/11 hijackings. I froze with my hand on the remote. My palms got sweaty and I felt nauseous. It doesn't take much to bring back the sensations, the sights, smells the fear...the collective horror. In that split second of realization as to what was on that tv screen, it was as if I was experiencing their terror, not merely reliving my own. I immediately turned off the tv and read a book.