I was almost five months pregnant with my first son. I had got up and got ready for the day when I got a text from my friend to turn the TV on. The first plane had hit the first tower. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, wasn’t aware of the tragedy it would become.
When the second plane hit, I thought, “This is bad, really bad.” I remember rubbing my tummy, crying… Scared of what could happen next. I felt so sad for everyone that was lost, their families and friends…sad for the whole country. I made a promise to my son that I would protect him always, no matter how crazy the world is.
Then I picked up the phone and called my mom to tell her how much I loved her.
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