I was getting ready for work, getting the kids ready to head to school, had the news on tv. I walked in as the plane hit the second tower. I remember standing there, for who knows how long-it seemed like an eternity-in absolute shock thinking "this has to be a movie". When it finally sunk in that it was real, I felt like all I was doing was crying. Crying for all the people trapped in those buildings and on the planes, helpless. I've been trying to watch some of the coverage and specials lately, and I have a hard time watching-end up turning the channel. The way this country pulled together amidst this tragedy astounded me.