Today is the 8th anniversary of the horrible events that rocked a nation, but made us stronger. On September 11, 2001 an American Airlines flight flew straight into one of the towers of the World Trade Center at 8:46 a.m. I will never forget watching those events unfold. I got up like any other morning and went to my computer. Suddenly everyone was all abuzz with stuff about a plane hitting a building. I quickly checked a news site and thought my gosh what a tragic accident. Who would have thought anyone in this world could be so crazy, so cruel, so suicidal to fly a plane straight into a building? But then it happened a second time. I got off the computer grabbed a 2 year old Natalie and went to the living room watching in horror as people were screaming and running from the building. So thankful that my husband did not work there. Thankful that I didn't know personally anyone who did. Sad for those people there living such horror. Sad for the wives who's husbands did work there. Sad for those families of people who worked there. Then I thought about the fact that I was pregnant! Pregnant with Kaitlyn. What am I doing bringing another child into this crazy world? Can you imagine being the woman giving birth to a baby on this day? I felt for her. For the women having babies who were surely going to lose their husband in this awful tragic event. My family was still in tact. I was paralyzed with fear. Watching the television off and on all day. It went on for weeks after as they are showing the clean up and rescue efforts. Those terrorists may have taken the lives of countless innocent people, but they did not accomplish the one thing they wanted to! They did not break the spirit of America. If anything our patriotism grew stronger. Flags were waving all across the country. Horns blowing and voices in unity crying out. It was a scary and amazingly solid time. I don't think I'll ever forget where I was on September 11, 2001. Will you?
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