I remember...

Seven years ago I was on a walk with 3 young kids (the boys and a daycare kid) when Chef drove up in the CE truck. "The twin towers were hit by a plane." he says "Really??" is my reply. Little did I know. Soon after we arrived back home. I turned on the tv.

*I stood there in disbelief.*

I couldn't fathum what this meant. What is going on? Why are so many gone. What will happen now? I am sure ALL of us thought and felt this way. I held my 9mth old son in my arms. I watched my 2 yr old playing in the playroom with his 2 yr old friend. What will happen to my family? We're military as many of you know. I had visions of my husband leaving.

That hasn't happened so far. I have watched too many friends husbands leave. I have sat with them while we waited for them to return home. Safe. Sound. Whole. I am thankful for them. I rejoice when they come home. I see too many who do not. I ache for them.

Do I think the war is pointless? No, I am a military wife and veteran. This war was coming. You only have to think about today to know. We are doing the right thing.

I will never forget!