I can't bring myself to watch the news or anything else. Sitting here remembering that day 5 years ago, I can remember every detail. It was just after 9am, I was on the phone with a friend. I changed the channel to watch Montel and saw instead news going on. I vaguely listened when I saw the the second plane hit. I screamed, "Oh My God!" and dropped the phone. When I picked it back up my friend, was freaking out asking what was wrong. She thought something had happened to Justin, who was 10 months old. When I told her what was going on, she turned the TV on at work. She worked in the office of the apartments we lived in.
It was all so surreal. I was horrified, thinking of all those people dying. I was frantic with news from my online friends that lived in that area. I was holding Justin so much I was afraid to let him go. I called Jimmy at work just to tell him how much I loved him. I called the school to find out if the students were being sent home. They were, thankfully, because I'd have walked to that school to get my baby if I'd had to.
I avoided the news this morning. I did take dessert and a Thank you card to our local fire station. The fire chief almost made me cry. Though I did learn that oatmeal raisin are his favorite cookies. LOL So next time I feel like baking cookies, I'll bake him some of those. I think we should all take a moment to thank those who risk their lives everyday for us, firemen, police, military.
I'll have a whole different post tonight on my night last night and day today in my household. Lots to share on Jackson and doctor's appointments and whatnot. Until then, God Bless you all as we commemorate today.