I read Jeff's blog about 9/11 and reflected of my memories of that horrific day. I remembering getting ready to go to the YMCA - I was just wandering around the house getting Corbin (5 yrs. old - in afternoon kindergarten and Porter (2 yrs. old) ready when Tami (my sister - who lived in Boise at the time) called and told me to turn on the television. I just sat there not believing my eyes. How could this be happening? And Why? I still went to the "Y" and watched how this all played out, I just was in shock to see the destruction, the loss of lives, and the chaos of the three terrible incidents. By the way, I was very pregnant with Olivia - she came two months after this happened.
This also happened to be the day that Paul received his Bar test results that he passed! We went out to eat Chinese to celebrate his accomplishment. It was an eerie feeling as the restaurant was almost completely empty and void of happiness. It was a bitter sweet day for us.
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Tiff that is so weird that it was a bitter sweet day for you. I was for us as well. It was the first time we heard William heart beat. It was weird to be so happy about something so small when it also felt like the world was falling apart around us.
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