Wasn't That Yesterday?

 I was a Freshman in high school. It was first period. Miss Cope's math class.

 At 8:48 someone ran into our room frantically claiming a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center towers. Of course, Miss Cope had no TV in her room. We quickly tracked down a radio. Before the announcer could say more than "a plane has struck one of the towers," the bell for 2nd period rang. 

Are you freaking kidding me?! That was my exact thought. 

Everyone did a power-walk to their next class. 

We ran into our biology room begging the teacher to turn on the TV. She refused. Dammit, woman! Something crazy is happening and you won't turn on the TV?! No. No, she wouldn't. Not until we took our pop quiz.

 But us 13 year olds? We knew something major was happening and we refused to even look at the quiz until she at least turned the TV on mute. She gave in a couple minutes later. Just in time for us to watch the second plane fly into the second tower. 

Que the tears and disbelief. 

I remember the details of that morning almost more vividly than my wedding day. And somehow 10 years have managed to pass us by. 

Today we remember those who were lost that day and those who survived. We remember those who have fallen in war and those who continue to fight.

As a new mom, I can't help but wonder...

What will Baby J be taught about this day in his history classes? Will he push it aside as just another history lesson? Or will the impact of this day be taught to our children in a way that does not focus on the weakness of our country but our ability to come together as a nation during our toughest times?

I certainly hope our children will also never forget this day.