9-11-2001

What a horrible day. What a tragedy. That morning I was awake with my two oldest boys. We were living in California. Don was studying at the Defense Language of Institute in Monterey. He was already at school for the day. I got a call from him telling me what had happened. He wanted me to know he was O.K. No one knew for sure if there were other places targeted. It was a scary time. I watched so much news. I am not a t.v. watcher. And I watched t.v. more in those few days than I think I have ever watched. I think my children were neglected for a few hours that day. It was all I could do not to cry ALL DAY.

Today is the 10th year anniversary. For dinner I set the table with a white table cloth. We used red and blue cups. We served red cherry tomatoes and blueberries, raspberries and blackberries. We also had delicious BBQ chicken, baked beans and mashed potatoes. I had made up some questions about what happened that day and put them in a pint jar in the middle of the table. Don asked the questions for the kids. Caleb KNEW ALOT. He even told us how Pres. Bush was reading to a 2nd grade class. Caleb went on to say that he got a 'look' on his face but composed himself enough to finish his reading. Caleb then asked if we were ever going to fly again. I told him I didn't know. He continued to ask....well is there a 'chance' we may fly again. Again, I said I didn't know. What a scary scary thing for kids. What a scary scary thing for all.

After dinner we had scripture study and read about Captain Moroni and the Title of Liberty. Then we watched an emotional 8 minute clip from Glenn Beck about that day. The younger three kids were making and coloring flags. Tears were rolling down my face and Don got pretty choked up. The kids had a few questions but mostly made reference to my crying. What a sad sad day.

I am truly grateful to be living in the U.S.A. What a wonderful country. What a blessing to enjoy the freedoms we have. So blessed.....so very blessed. I'm grateful to all those who sacrificed their lives in helping on that day. It seems like no one questioned anything. They just got up and went to work. No one feared. They just worked hard to get a job done that needed getting done. Prayers going out to all those who lost a loved one.

I made red and blue jello for dessert but I forgot about it. Oh well. Now the FHE treat is done for tomorrow night. :)