Well I guess I’m going to use the old cliche “the day started like any other”. It did for me atleast I woke up late to go to my then nanny job. Got there finished feeding my now niece and nephew thier breakfasts and after letting them play around for an hour or so letting them watch Sesame Street and some Nick Jr. Around 9 or 10 I put them down for thier morning nap and relax for a few moments watching the movie 28 Days.

I get a phone call from my then boyfriend but now husband telling me to put the news on. Somehting in me is like “he never watches the news and is telling me to watch it now that’s a switch”, so I ask him what station he tells me to pick one. I pick MSNBC and see only one tower standing and burning. I’m like what happened he tells me someone hit the World Trade Center I still can’t believe what I’m seeing and I just watch the television then I begin to cry thinking about all the loved ones and the families lost in those buildings. We get off the phone and I try to keep about my normal day but as most I am drawn to the TV wanting to learn more.

I get the twins up and feed them thier lunch and let them play about, as I mentally run down all the places where my fmaily works when I get to my cousin’s husband remembering he works in DC at the Paten Office(which is near the Pentagon), I quickly call my aunt and find out if she heard from him thankfully she did and he was on his way home.

The rest of the day flows like molasses in january time feels as if it’s lost and we’re all stuck in this moment of shock. I get home roughly around 4pm and just hold my boyfriend close and we end up watching news for the first time together.

In October I find out that I am pregnant with my first child, In June I give birth and I look into his eyes knowing that somewhere down the road he will learn of September 11, 2001. The Post 9/11 generation is being born and we must prepare ourselves to teach them of the things we saw as a nation on that once beautiful morning. I have gathered my own personal archive of everything that has anything to do with 9/11 and I intend to share it with him when he gets older.

Being a mother I know my job in life is to raise a wonderful human being who knows that each life in the world is precious but there are those whom are still out to get us for what. Being a nation that will accept any that wish to call the USA home, for those whom wish to find a better life from opression from a country. I still am trying to find the answers to why this day occurred and I am still finding it hard to understand I doubt that I will ever find any answers.

I sit here writing this as my dear cousin is in IRAQ he is fighting to keep this nation safe and sound. I pray for him and all those whom died that day in September as well as those who continue to die as a result of this war. I do not like my government right now, But I will always SUPPORT THE TROOPS.