Finally adjusted, confusion returns

I started to feel at home here. Getting into the swing of my routine, I woke up Tuesday, Sept. 11, turned on the television and sat down at my computer. From the corner of my eye, I saw the World Trade Center in flames. Shocked, I called my mom and told her to turn on the news. Before my eyes, I watched as the city I knew so well crumbled to the ground. Any assurance I had had about my world vanished. All my life, I knew that even if I had bad days, the world was safe, and that’s what was import