Where was I: I had just gotten Kase out of bed...he was only 2 months old. As part of my morning routine I called Michelle and she told me to turn the TV on. We sat on the phone together and watched the first tower fall. shocked. scared. I called my Mom and we all bawled worrying about my brother...was he going to go to war? I finally had to turn the TV off stop watching, stop thinking about the kids.... the people who died. What a sad day.
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When I think of that day, I think of you too. Spencer flew to Michigan yesterday, (9-11) and I still have a lump in my throught even though he is fine. I still remember looking at our boys and wondering why in the world I thought it was a good idea to have kids. Sure, I love my kids but I can't help but be terrified for what they are going to go through as they grow up.
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