Tuesday, September 11, 2012

I Always Remember...

I always remember it was a Tuesday.  I don't know why.  Maybe it was because Kristin was in preschool and I was getting her ready.  Maybe it was because at the time, my husband was stationed at A school in Northern CA, and he mostly worked M-F and hardly no weekends as he was an instructor.  Maybe it was because I had the news on as I always did during the week.  I don't know why, but I always remember it was a Tuesday.  You can google it to test me.  I did, because I thought:  that is weird.  That can't be right.  It is.  I remember it, because it is etched not only in my brain and on my heart, but it is forever in my soul.

Today I posted this on my FB:

As we are scrambling today, to get from place to place, let us pause for a moment and remember those who scrambled for their very lives. And for the brave men and women who sacrificed their own lives as they came together as one united front to end the destruction that was this awful day. Remember all of them.

And I changed my profile pic for the day....to


Because he stands for "Truth, justice and the American Way."  And we need that symbol today and everyday.

4 comments:

Nicole said...

I'll vouch for you that it was a Tuesday. I didn't have class until 11am that morning. It was a Agriculture Leadership class. I almost didn't go but I pulled myself away from the tv long enough to go. We talked about it. In fact I think we may have even written a paper. I'll have to look for that paper.

Emmy said...

I did not remember it was a Tuesday, but yes I don't think any of us will forget that day. I just wish people remembered the pride and unity that we all felt after it.

MiMi said...

I will forever remember it was a Tuesday also.

Liz @ A Nut in a Nutshell said...

I remember so much about that day but I didn't remember it was a Tuesday.