We will NEVER forget!

Today will always and forever be a sad day for American's and American History.  Like you, I remember where I was when the first tower was hit by a hijacked plane.

As I travel in the car today to visit friends it reminds me of 10 years ago today...

I was on my way to Florida with my husband, Kyle.  We had stayed the night in a hotel in Athens, Alabama.  We were to enjoy our first vacation together as a married couple.  Our 14 month old son was at home in Indiana with my parents. 

Kyle, had one year left in the Air Force and we were counting the days...but that would all change.

The phone rang and awoke me from sleep.  It was my mom, she was telling me to turn on the TV, turn on the TV...Look at what is going on in NYC, it is terrible, what is going on???

I turned on the TV and stared, in shock at the events unfolding in front of me.  What was this pilot thinking?  How could he hit a building in NYC.  Did he have a heart attack?  No, No, No the second plane hit...I woke my husbad...Kyle, Kyle, Kyle, wake up look at this!  He awoke, groggy staring at the TV in disbelief.  His first words were "we are at war."



Chilling, terrifed, scared, so many emotions ran through my mind.  Should we go back home?  Should we continue to Florida?  What to do?  My mom reassured me that all was fine at home so Kyle and I reluctently continued our trip to Florida.  We listened to the radio the entire way to Florida.  We talked and considered what had happened.  We prayed, took calls from family learning of who we knew that was able to excape the horror.

The trip was full of anxiety and fear.  We never dreamed that we would have to experience this type of event.  This type of thing happened to them or over there, never here. 

Then pride took over and the feeling of togetherness.  This didn't just happen to the people in NYC this happened to all of us.  Americans stand together regardless, of race, religiion or sex!

On our last day in Florida We were sitting on the beach looking at the sky.  Still so upset from the attacks.  I was asking God how did this happen?  Who were these evil people?  As I was staring at the sky and thinking the Blue Angels flew over in formation.  Kyle, Kyle, look at the sky!  It is the Blue Angels!  A symbol of our freedom!  It was overwhelming and breathtaking.  The deep rummble of there engines took my breath away.  It was truely an inspiring moment.

Kyle went into stop loss and spent the next 2 years away from home.  I am proud of his service and of all the men and women who have served in the military.

Please share your stories and thoughts.  I would love to hear them.  I think that talking about it heals our souls and ensures that we will NEVER FORGET!