September 11. That one phrase holds a lot of weight, doesn't it? I remember being in the auditorium In my high school on the morning that day went down in history. Yep, I said high school, specifically senior year. But I'm still 24, for the 5th year in a row. Shhh! Don't tell anyone. My point was I know where I was when it happened but at that moment I had no idea just how big of a tragedy it was. Of course I was sad for the lives lost that day, but my adolescent mind could not fathom that this act of terrorism would take on such an immense life of its own. Never could I have imagined that my children would be affected by it. I don't think it was until 3 and a half years later when my baby sister enlisted in the Air Force, that it really hit me. Maybe, I was just too poor to notice the economical hit this country took. I still don't know everything there is to know, but I sure do wish it never would have happened. And I know that I'm not alone in that.
Fortunately, in our family, we have something to celebrate on this day every year. We were blessed with a handsome little nephew in 2007. Now he's a vibrant little 6 year old. And we are so glad that he came along to distract us from so much tragedy. We will never forget the lives lost on that day or since then because of that day, but we will celebrate the life of one little fella with a birthday we'll never forget.