Sept 11th

Though I have been trying so hard to catch up on my blog and keep everything in order I really wanted to at least acknowledge that it is Sept 11th today. Today while riding in the car Matayia asked why everyone had flags out on their lawn. I had to actually stop and think why. And then I remembered why. As I told her the story about that day 9 years ago I started to get a little teary eyed. (maybe because I just had a baby maybe not) As I was looking at her telling her the story about the planes hitting the twin towers that day I could see that she couldn't even imagine something like this really happening. It reminded me of when I learned about Pearl Harbor or the Holocaust in school. It seemed so unreal for something like that could really happen. But it did. I still remember Sept 11th nine years ago. I remember exactly what I was wearing that day. I remember the way I felt that day, I remember driving in my car to work and listening to the radio and not believing what I was hearing. I remember walking into work and asking what kind of sick joke was being played in the media. I remember watching the TV and seeing with my own eyes, the buildings crumbling to the ground. But I also remember the rebirth of patriotism that day, and the way people were turned to God. I remember President Bush asking Americans to Pray. But most of all, I remember feeling proud to be a American.