9/11/11

I posted a photo of me riding the ferry back to NYC from governors island - notice the twin towers in the back ground. I went up to the top of one of them that night...if I knew it would be for the last time I would have made an effort to remember which one I was in.

10 years ago today I was living in Modesto California. My roommate called me & said "turn on the TV the whole worlds gone mad!" At that point in time, the news was reporting that a plane flew into the tower. I figured it was just some freak accident. Some sort of mechanical failure in the plane. Then I watched as the 2nd plane ran into the other tower. Then I was thinking WTF!?!

Nothing anyone will ever say can convince me that this wasn't orchestrated in at least part by members of our own government. However...it doesn't take away from the tragedy of almost 3,000 people dying that day...it only adds to it.

Nonetheless...I am happy I still have this photo.

My baby boy turns 6 years old today...

My little baby boy turns 6 years old today. Amazing isn't it? He made it through infancy, toddlerhood, the preschool years. He actually survived me & made it into kindergarten basically unscathed. Even with a workaholic absent father & a sister just 10 months older then himself. He survived & is thriving. Ultra smart, super cute, always a do-gooder & has a big "hello" for everyone. Why is this particular birthday so significant to me? I'm not sure. Maybe it's because I'm turning 39 this year. Maybe because I know this precious little boy is my very last. The very last baby that I will hold through infancy, chase around through toddlerhood, giggle with through the pre school years...& walk to the kindergarten class for the very first time.