for 9-11

I was debating whether or not to add a weekdate to this post, but I just decided to forego that this week.  My life is very boring lately, and absolutely nothing exciting has happened since last Tuesday.  So, without further ado...

Tuesday, September 11, 2001

I had just turned eight, and was starting third grade.  I was at school with Rachel (we were in the same class).

My school went on lockdown, and I didn't think much of it because we had practice lockdowns and fire drills pretty often.  But then over the loudspeakers Rachel and I were asked to come to the office.  Our teacher got us ready to go and we went out into the hall.  I remember it was really creepy because all the classroom doors were shut and locked and we were by ourselves walking to the office.

My mom had come to pick us up early, just to make sure we were okay, and we went home.  That was when I found out what was going on because my mom left the news on all day.  They played the clip over and over of the planes flying into the towers, and then the towers falling.  I still didn't really understand it, though.

The next day I went to school and one of the girls in my class was crying because she thought her dad was on one of the planes.  I thought she was silly for crying.  I didn't know how many people had died.  It took several years for me to grasp the magnitude of the event.

May we never forget.

this is: 2011

2011 was probably one of the defining years of my life--I got a job, turned 18, started college, etc.  What a year to remember!  So, without further ado, this is 2011.

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For from Him and to Him and through Him are all things. To Him be the glory forever.  Amen.

Romans 11:36