15 years ago

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I was at a parking lot in my home town Herning in Denmark. Time with us was five p.m and I sat in my car just wanting to hear the news. That was when the Western world shook and the terror attacks on the World Trade Center happened. The reporters voice was trembling and my life came on a halt.

Personally I went through a very tough time with especially my youngest boy who would turn fifteen in October 2001. He had problems due to having experimenting with cannabis and maybe other things too. I think he never felt at home after we had moved to Denmark six years earlier and he like my other children had been neglected by their father who sometimes showed them attention and at other times treated them cruelly. Years of attrition on my life had also made me fail in many ways especially in not being able to communicate properly with my children in their teens.

I felt the heavy burden from the terror attack and that it meant a boundary had been crossed at the same time where I would have to search for my son early and late.

The next morning I was awakened at five o’clock by the local police and the kind police officer asked me if I knew that my son was at a room for homeless people in Herning. I got up to get him home and found him sitting in a room with older homeless people watching the TV pictures of the crumbling and smoking twin towers even with the horrible sight of the people falling to their deaths.

My son followed me home and I went to work knowing that when I came back I would still not know where he would be. All things come to pass and after many years my son is studying law in his second year, ten years after his year group.

The terror attack left three thousands dead-so many in grief and many with emotional wounds, the new towers are built but will never make it up for the original.

So many went to work that morning a bright September day never to return home.


What happened to my son left scars in him and  his siblings and in me. I have often thought that I should have done a lot differently to avoid all that suffering but I must remember the words from Hebrew 1:3

He is the sole expression of God, and He is the perfect imprint and very image of God’s nature, upholding and maintaining and guiding and propelling the universe by His mighty word of power. When He had by offering Himself accomplished our cleansing of sins and riddance of guilt….

 

 

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  1. A terrible day, I remember well the guy in the next office running into mine and telling me to see what his computer was showing. We sat and watched in stunned silence. Then we had our own version of it in London 5 years later. Man’s inhumanity to man, sadly.

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  2. This is such a moving post, Maria… I like the way diffreent realities get intertwined, so to speak… But they are both “personal” to a certain extent… The line: “I felt the heavy burden from the terror attack and that it meant a boundary had been crossed” truly reached me… as I believe you are absolutely right!… Terrorist attacks have been spread all around the world… But there is hope, always… the achievements and overcoming of your son seem to be a clear example of that. We need to fight each day- from our own spaces-to make this world a better place!.
    Thanks for the reading… wishing you a great week… Aquileana 😀

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  3. It was a terrible day, and it must have been hard for you not knowing where your son was then finding him in a room for homeless people. 😦 Your heart must have bled. But like you rightly pointed out MAria, all things come to pass and that your son is studying law! One proud mom there! 🙂

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