On September 11, 2001, I got two phone calls from my husband, Michael Patrick Iken who worked in Tower 2 on the 48th Floor, for a company called Euro Brokers.
The last time I saw you, I was half asleep, you came to kiss me good-bye. You said, I love you. Have a nice day. And those words soothed me back to sleep.
Not long afterward, the phone rings and Im startled to hear your voice. You said you were all right, not to worry, turn on the news. I said Okay and turned on the news, in horror. You call again to assure me that you were safe and to call the family. You told me you were safe and I wanted to believe you. I never dreamt those would be last words I heard from you.
I never thought I would be without Michael. He was the best husband (which I told him everyday). From the moment I met Michael I knew there was something about him. I was drawn to his soul. He had a way of looking deeply into my eyes and pulling me in. We were all drawn to him-he had that special something that made you want to be near him. He was always smiling. I was blessed to have had him in my life for two years. We never spent a night apart; we were together all the time. We made a great team, M&M. He made me his whole life and I will always treasure that.
I will miss his wonderful voice, his big blue eyes, his laugh and his smile. I loved everything about him. He was compassionate and always willing to help others. He lived his life to the fullest; he didnt have a fear of dying. I was proud to be his wife and I know that he was as happy and in love as I was. I wanted to grow old with him and I looked forward to starting a family.
Everyday I ask myself, How do I go on without my husband? Its so hard to be strong. I know he is with me and he would want me to go on with my life. My faith in God and spirituality keep me going. I believe God has a plan for me, I know I have to do something to remember the people that lost their lives that beautiful September morning. This mission keeps me very busy and motivated to go on. I know Michael would be proud of me. He always supported me in whatever I wanted to do.
I know he will be waiting to greet me in the next life-where we can spend eternity together. Until then, I will rejoice in his memory. I am blessed to have a wonderful guardian angel at my side. I know that he is at peace and surrounded by family and friends as he was here on earth.
When I close my eyes I still see him smiling at me and telling me to have a good day, I love you, as he did on our last morning together. I will try Michael. Until were together again, I will try.
A Special Message to My Angels: I want to thank all the angels who are helping me to accomplish my mission. I also want to thank my loving family and wonderful friends who are helping me get through this difï¬cult time with their love and support.
– Monica Iken lost her husband, Michael Patrick Iken, in the World Trade Center, Tower 2, 48th Floor on September 11, 2001
