Abi lost her first tooth this morning, Andrew is now wanting to sleep in his room, and Chelsea only has 2 more baby teeth to lose. *sigh* These things bring feelings of happiness and sadness. I am happy to see who they are becoming and enjoying this stage. But I know the stages that we have passed we can never get back.
Seven years ago on this day I remember sitting in front of my television in horror. I had a new life growing inside of me and wondered "Lord, how could this happen?" I listened to Andrew watching Blue's Clues in the other room and I thanked God he didn't understand. He does now and was a bit disappointed we did nothing to remember the day. I picked Chelsea up at our mandatory meeting place after school and we (her mom and I) wondered if we should send her to school the next day. Would she be safe? Did we want to part with her during this turmoil? We went to church and prayed that night. My heart grieved for the children who would not know their parents, for the husband/wife who would not lie in bed with their spouse again, for the friends who would not meet to play cards, for the fireman and officers who gave the ultimate sacrifice of life. May we never forget how blessed we are. We are blessed with our loved ones for this moment and may we never take it for granted. We are blessed to live in a country that allows us to worship our Lord and to not worry about persecution. Thank you to all the military men then and now who have fought or are fighting for freedom. May we never forget 9/11.
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