9-11

I am feeling more patriotic this 9-11 than I have in the past.

At first I couldn't figure out why. My kids are all decked out in red white and blue for spirit day and at first it didn't hit me why they were dressed like that.(I was a little groggy from not enough sleep)Mitchell asked me why there was a flag in our yard. I wondered if it was possible that I hadn't explained it to this child. All I had to say was 9-11 and he remembered. Good. He does know.

When I found out about the attack 8 years ago I was not watching the news. I was watching Sesame Street. Rachael was getting ready for Pre School, Mitchell was crawling around the floor, and I was getting toddler Kindyl some breakfast.

Wendell called and asked if I had the T.V on. I informed him that of course we were watching PBS as usual. He told me to change the channel. "Which channel?" "any channel" So I did.

And watched a recap of the first tower. Then I saw the second plane hit. My reaction? "What are the chances of that?!" Yes, I thought it was an accident. Twice.


You may think I am a retard! But I was a little bit sheltered, and terrorism didn't even enter my head. Why would it? No one had done that before. I wasn't paying attention to politics; I had three tiny children at the ripe age of 24.

Now I am much better informed, but I am not sure that is a good thing.

That is why I am feeling more patriotic. Nothing makes you more thankful for your freedom than the fact that your liberties are in danger of being taken away....and America may not be the same country it once was.

I don't think I am the only one, either. I walked into Rachael's choir room today to pick up her dress. At first I thought I was walking into her old school where everyone wore uniforms. Old school colors? Red, blue and khaki. And the choir room was filled with red white and blue. I didn't see one person wearing anything else. We may all be a little more patriotic today...