The Saddest Day...

Yesterday, out of nowhere...

{PC} Tomorrow is the saddest day.

{Me} What do you mean?

{PC} It's a sad day because an airplane went to a building a killed a lot of people.

{Me} You're right. How do you know about that?

{PC} My teacher told us at school yesterday.

{Me} What else do you know about that day?

{PC} That it was a long time ago and really sad.

Today we had more of discussion about it.

{Me} Cam, tell me again what you said about why today is the saddest day.

{PC} Today, along time ago a plane went into a building and killed a lot of people.

{Me} How long ago do you think that was?

{PC} Like 100 years ago? Maybe 150 years?

{PA} I think maybe 9 or something.

{Me} It was 10 years ago today, and mommy was alive.

{PA} You were 10 years old?
{Me} No, I was 20 years old. Daddy and I were dating.

{PC} Where were you, what happened?

{Me} I was asleep and Jilly came to my room and told me that an airplane had hit one of the World Trade Towers and to come watch it on TV.

The girls were really intrigued by the events and that it wasn't as long ago as they thought it had been. We decided to watch a National Geographic presentation on the events of that day.

We sat in awe and sadness as we watched the planes hit.

All the smoke and debris.

My tiny girls couldn't get grasp that such a horrible thing happened in the beautiful city of New York.

Why would someone want to do that?

Why didn't these people stay home?

Why are they walking across the bridge, it would faster to drive?

Why did the men in those planes do that if they knew they were going to die?

How many planes were there?

Did those people die and come back to life?

How did these people get out?

They had question after question as we watched this show.

Tears were shed.

They squeezed me tight.

NEVER FORGOTTEN

FOREVER GRATEFUL