I know ya’ll hate the repeat post, but I still love this post. I remember feeling so … so sure about needing to remember what day it was, and reading around to other blogs while Alex slept by me. And hey, cute pic of my kid from one year ago…
Today was just a normal day.
We took a photo.
We got lost in town.
We went to the Farmer’s Market.
We went to see Scout at work.
We talked to my SIL.
While Alex napped, I read. And my heart was touched many times.
MetroDad – who lost his friend
From the Frontlines – who knew her husband would fight and defend
The Dana Files/This Full House – who smelled New York
WhyMommy – who watched the smoke in DC
Growing a Pair who wonders just how do we teach our children about our world now?
JurgenNation – who echos my heart the closest.
It’s the ties flying up in the air. It’s the jumping out of the buildings that shook me most (still does). No one gets up in the morning, puts on a tie and goes to work expecting to jump out a window knowing this is the end. No one does that.
I wish six years ago today would have stayed just a normal day.