deja vu
January 28, 1986
I was at my job as a receptionist at a janitorial service. I was 19 years old then. I would go home for lunch every day. I got a call from my mom before I left for lunch. She wanted me to hear the news before I got on the freeway and had an accident when I heard it as she put it. I rushed home to watch the news. The space shuttle Challenger had exploded right after take off with civilian teacher Christa McCauliffe aboard. I cried.
February 1, 2003
All night long two lines from the song “19something” went through my brain: “the space shuttle fell out of the sky, and the whole world cried”.
We turned on the television this morning to the news that the space shuttle Columbia had broken up on its way to land in Florida. Those same feelings washed over me.
1986 was one of those days, one of those times that you never forget where you were or even what you were wearing when you got the news.
2003 we woke up in our brand new home for the very first time to a tragedy. I think ever since September 11, I dread turning on the news to see a breaking story because I'm so afraid to see something else horrible happening before my eyes.
“The space shuttle fell out of the sky, and the whole world cried…again.”
God rest their souls and keep their families in the palm of His hand.
