Good morning!
Another 9/11 is here. Every year I remember what I was doing. Jordan was 5 months old and Christie was 2 and a half. It started out like any other day. I got Jordan to nurse him and turned on the TV as I always did. I thought I was watching a movie or something. It took a few minutes to realize I was watching a news report. I was watching when the second plane hit and when the towers collapsed. I couldn't do anything else that day beyond the basics--I was trying to comprehend that someone, somewhere, had actually conceived the idea of flying a plane full of human beings into a building full of other human beings. And that our country would never be the same. I remember the early reports said that as many as 50,000 people could be in the towers at any one time and I was trying to understand that that many people could be gone. It was a relief in following weeks to hear how many people escaped and that "only" 3,000 or so died. Still doesn't minimize the horror or pain or devastation but I was happy for those who had escaped.
My doctor's appointment yesterday went well. I have my first mammogram scheduled for Oct. 2. My doctor did not see anything unusual in her exam so I'm not worried about it. I also need to go to the lab tomorrow for tests for my thyroid, as well as for cholesterol, diabetes, etc. The joys of entering middle age.
Today will be mostly a catch up day. Laundry, ironing, paying bills, picking up the house, etc. I have the usual school runs. Tonight the men's church group my husband is part of is having a BBQ so we'll go to that for dinner.
Hope you all have a great day and my thoughts and prayers are with those who were affected by 9/11 (which is all of us, really.)
Merilee