Remembering...

How could we ever forget? I look back 5 years ago and remember where I was and how I didn't understand what someone meant when they said "a plane flew into to one of the twin towers" until a couple hours later when I was able to go home to see the news. I remember crying in Sam's arms wondering what was going on? I remember calling my Mom and Dad, brother too, and being so selfishly happy that they were no where near the horrific events going on in the world. I remember rushing off to my "kids" at their school to see if they were okay and being so happy and so sad at the dame time that they didn't understand what was going on. They were only 12... should their innocent minds even be able to comprehend the monstrosity going on? Should any of us?

I do know one thing for sure. I know that I am so proud of who I am and what I feel for our country. I am so proud of my Father for serving nearly 30 years of his life to our country. I am so proud of my Husband for keeping his head high in tough times knowing that when push comes to shove, the daily trials he faces are because he loves our country and would do anything- anything- to protect her. I receive daily quotes about inspiration- I know this one wasn't by chance...

"Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can becomebitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be."

~ Charles "Tremendous" Jones