Tuesday, September 15, 2009

NYC and 9/11

I did this layout for a Challenge over at ScrapFreak. This photo was taken 9/10/01. I've been meaning to scrap it and tell our 9/11 story. I finally sat down and made it happen.

The circle has a brad that is attached to journaling that pulls from the back. I printed the journaling on a subtle green paper.

JOURNALING: In September 2001 Nick and I had been dating about 6 months and took our first trip together to NYC. His parents were living there and had a spot for us to stay. They were traveling so we had the apartment to ourselves until the last night. It was the perfect getaway.

On the morning of 9/10/01 we began our last day in the city. We were down by the World Trade Center. Nick asked if I wanted to go up. I said, “No- we’ll do it next time”. Little did I know that less than 24 hours later we would experience a life changing event and that there never would be a next time.

We snapped this photo of the Brooklyn Bridge on 9/10/01 around the time the first plane would hit the next day. Today it hangs in our dining room. When I look at it I’m reminded of both the amazing, relationship changing trip we took together as well as the vision of people walking across it to safety on 9/11/01.

We flew from LaGuardia to OHare on 9/10 after several delays. At one point they talked about redirecting us to Newark to fly out on 9/11. We would not have been on that United flight but it still hits close to home. We made it to Chicago for the night. On the morning of 9/11 we were in the air flying from Chicago to Madison when the first plane hit.

I distinctly remember walking towards baggage claim and seeing the second plane hit. We were in a hurry but I told Nick, “Wait!! Something big is happening”The rest of the day is kind of a blur. I was supposed to fly back out that afternoon for work. Obviously didn’t happen. Nick’s parents lived 4 blocks from the United Nations and were on complete lockdown. We kept trying to get a hold of them and feeling helpless for a couple of hours until we finally spoke to them.

I remember so many of my friends calling me and my parents to make sure I was ok. They had known we were in NYC on vacation. But what I remember most about that day is what it did for my relationship with Nick. For me anyways. I remember sitting on the bottom step of my loft apartment on the West side of Madison just holding each other and crying. I remember thinking, “I’m going to marry this man. There is no one else I’d rather be with right now”. It was one of those events that put everything into perspective.


Grandma T said...

You have a gift.

Jamie Fox said...

Wow Kari, that's a beautiful story!