I'll be honest, it pains me every year to post on this day.
What do I say, how do I post what I want to say but still not upset anyone or myself in the process...
So here's what I came up with.
On Sept. 11, 2001 I was in college at Southwest.
(Now Texas State University)
My roommate Amanda & I had gone out the night before and had one too many margaritas and decided to skip our 8 a.m. classes the next morning.
So yes I was asleep when everything happened.
The Hubs called me when he found out and asked me to turn the tv on.
The terror in his voice woke me up quicker than anything ever had.
I asked him what channel and all he could say was "Any Channel"
What I saw in the next minutes changed my life and every American's forever.
I remember my 1st thoughts were of all my family in NYC and praying to God they were all ok.
I called my parents and they said they couldn't get ahold of anyone over there, so I got the numbers and tried calling myself all day long.
Amanda, Amy, & I went to a church none of us had ever been to and it didn't matter.
We sat with strangers and cried our eyes out that night.
I found out that everyone in my family was okay and I thank God they weren't anywhere near the sight.
I am so thankful that I had some of my best friends and The Hubs there to help comfort each other and be there in our time of need. We might not talk as much anymore to them, but they will always be some of the greatest girls I know.
Last night Bella asked me what 9-11 meant and what happened.
I looked at her and tried explaining delicately as possible what had happened.
Her sweet face just smiled after and said "Thank God you and Daddy were safe!"
And yes thank God we were.