Remembering

I hope everyone paused for a moment today to reflect on the events of five years ago. Five years ago I was a newlywed in my little apartment in Provo, UT. I turned on the Today show, like I do every morning to catch the headlines and whatever interesting tidbits I can in the first few minutes of my day. Just a few minutes after I turned it on, the show cut away to a live picture of the first World Trade right after is had been hit. From that moment on, my life changed. Like most of you, I sat glued to the TV and other media outlets for the next several days. I felt numb for so long. I remember thinking that America had just lost her innocence. I had lost my innocence.

The pictures of that day still haunt my memory. I could not get enough media coverage to satiate my numbness. I wanted to feel the pain of all those who had lost a precious son, daughter, sister, brother, parent, spouse, or friend in those horrific events. Maybe to make it more real for me. And I never, never want to forget how I felt that day. The emotions were so raw. And five years later, I am glued to the media as they follow up on the events of that tragic day. It is beautiful to see the human spirit triumph. To watch people who have found the courage to move on with their lives, despite the immense pain.

Today while the kids napped, I caught a few minutes of the History channel special "The day the towers Fell." The father of a family who had lost their wife/ mother made the comment that "Everytime my children smile, the terrorists have lost." It was such a beautiful remark and outlook on the situation.

Hug your little ones a little tighter tonight, tell your spouse you love them, call a forgotten friend...in remembrance of those that can't.