It was my sophomore year of high school and I was sitting in math class working. The teacher next door came over and told us what happened. Not ever really knowing much about the economics of our nation, I had no idea what the World Trade Center was, so I didn't completely understand the reality of what had happened. After watching the news for a little while, I soon understood why it was such a big deal. The news really hit me when I heard about the plane hitting the pentagon. The rest of the school day consisted of watching the news and discussing the events of the day. These events would be the ones that impact our nation for years to come.
My family experienced other events that afternoon that will never be forgotten as well. It was only 4 days earlier that my oldest brother's wife delivered their fourth child. For reasons only known to our Heavenly Father, this child never had the chance to live on earth. He would have been Tony and Angie's only boy, but he was needed in heaven more than we needed him here on earth.
It was Tuesday, Sep. 11, 20o1 that we buried our little angel. I remember wearing a dress to school that day because Mom would be picking me up and we would be going straight to the cemetery. It was a beautiful service for our little angel. Nathan will always be in our hearts! Still, to this day, I count him as one of my nephews when asked how many I have. He is our angel!
So, every year on September 11th, I reflect upon the life I have and the blessings that I have recieved. I also think about all those that have returned to the presence of our Heavenly Father to do the work they have been called to do. May we all remember and honor those who endure so much heartache and pain in losing loved ones.
I love you Trish!
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