I had just gotten up, came downstairs to find my girls watching tv. I thought it was a movie and they told me it was the news - and to watch. The first tower had already been hit. I watched in horror as the second tower, the pentagon, flight 93.
Then news of all the diverted flights came and requests for homes and blood. We offered our home and made appointments to donate.
Then weeks of hoping for survivors that never came. I finally curled up in a ball and sobbed for hours.
Today, all my candles are lit with words for each group. As I turned on the tv, the names were being read at ground zero. It came back. I know I'm going to break again. Every name - a family - and friends. Such incredible loss.
I thought I would go out and do things today, but I'm with Lilacs. I will, with all the countries, join over the tv with my memories and grief. I wish I weren't alone. My girls are working. I will call mom and tell her I love her. And I will call my girls, and tell them how much I love them.
I will never forget. Love to all of you.
Mimilly
Mimilly