10 years ago my I was a bit cross with my hubby for waking me a bit before 7 am on a day I didn't have class until 10. But I joined him to watch the horrors of the day unfold. We saw the second plane crash into the World Trade Center towers and I remember the confusion of the news anchors and my own naive thoughts as we all realized in a moment what we thought was a tragic accident was instead an intentional act.
I never made it to class that day but spent the day glued to the television wiping tears from my eyes and saying prayers for so many who were actually experiencing the incredible tragedy. I was almost 3000 miles from New York City but my heart still aches for all those lost in those tragic days.
It's amazing to me now that 10 years have passed. And so many wonderful things have happened in my life during that time. I'm so grateful for all the fantastic experiences I've had and amazed that my children, who most days I feel have been in my life for as long as I can remember, were not even a twinkle in my eye on Sept. 11, 2001.
Today, as all American's remember the lives lost and the attack on our country, my children I'm certain were left with what will someday be a distinctive day in their lives. It astounds me that we have certainly reached an age where they WILL remember some of the events around them for the rest of their lives.
Doug's little sister, Erica, started her own new adventure today. For the last few years she has been talking, applying, planning, packing and praying. And today will mark a new anniversary in her life.
Earlier today we took Erica to the airport and said goodbye. She will spend the next 2 years in Morocco serving in the Peace Corp. We are so proud of her and so excited but also so very, very sad. We will miss her very, very much.
All packed and ready to go! Those bags were right at 50 pounds each!

Sam, Gabe and Leona all wanted to help. I'm sure she'll wish she had this many helpers in a few days when she needs to move her luggage again!
Gabe and Leona head up the escalator.
Douglas & Erica with Sam, Leona & Gabe.
A good-bye hug for Gabe.

A hug for Sam.
Saying good-bye is never easy. But knowing it's for 2 years is so hard to comprehend when you are only 6.
Leona kept her smile the whole time but she was so sad.
One more group hug across the rope.
One last wave from Auntie Erica as the kiddos blew kisses. And it was time to leave.
There were some terribly sad faces in Sioux Falls today. After this picture we stepped outside the airport and Leona's tough girl facade crumbled like those magnificent towers. She sobbed uncontrollably the entire drive home and sat with her Daddy as we all cried together.
I always tell the kids that it's okay to be sad and cry when we say good-bye to someone. If we are sad it just shows how much we love them and how happy we are to have them in our life.
On this day of remembrance we remember the tragic events of this day and honor those who serve. We say good-bye, we love you, we're praying for you and we will miss you!
And we embrace the fact that we live in America where we have opportunity to embark on new adventures and create new days to remember. Turning sorrowful anniversaries into new reasons to celebrate.