When the planes began to fall from the sky on September 11, 2001, time stood still.  My husband (a captain at Midway Airlines) and I (an international flight attendant) were enjoying our second cup of coffee.  We were getting ready to go buy cupcakes to take to school for our son’s birthday when the first plane hit the World Trade Center. We knew instantly that our lives would never be the same again.

My husband’s company folded the next day on September 12, and the company…