This day always kind of sneaks up on me- then all of a sudden that day stares back at me from the calender. My breath always catches in my throat. That day. That day changed so much. So very very much.
It was such a beautiful day. It was a gorgeous day in New York and in Chicago. It was so amazing clear.
As the wife of a firefighter, and the mother of 5 kids, it is closer to home- even though I was not directly impacted.
It was such a beautiful day and it was such a sad tragic day.
Sepember 11, again
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
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911,
community,
crisis,
never forget,
September 11
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