Week In The Life | Tuesday Photos + Words

I really fell off the #weekinthelife wagon. Hard. Man, this is difficult. Having a really hard time taking pictures and documenting. Had to go back and fill in the gaps to my log on Wednesday. Oh, well. This is me. And I'm rolling with it. At least I know it's just not me feeling defeated; feeling a failure in that I can't seem to get any crafting done; worrying I am not getting done what I need/want to in the craft room. I really am that busy. Kids. House. Work. School. Brandon. Kids. House. Dinner. Diet. Kids. House. Homework. Snacks. Brandon. Kids...

Pretty introspective today. It's 9/11 and while that is starting to fade from people's thoughts and emotions, it still means a lot to me. See my thoughts here.

Went to work today and didn't take a single picture. I spend so much time there, but I hate having an hourly picture of the same view over and over. I can't show what really goes on behind the scenes, so it's frustrating to not be able to document this the way I want. So I won't. You can see how much time I log on my dailies. Too much.

Love the clouds. The weather is sometimes brushed off as unmeaningful, reduced to basic chatter when people don't know what to say to each other. But I love it! Heavenly Father has provided such a beautiful place for us. Loved how the sun shone on just one spot on the mountain, with the tumultuous clouds of the passing storm just above.

 A flag in every yard. This was one of the best things that happened after 9/11. People grew impassioned and patriotic. Remembered their pride in this great nation. There were flags everywhere! You couldn't look without seeing the Stars & Stripes. Do you remember? Oh, I loved this. If you miss this, look up your local 9/12 Project chapter and invigorate your community.

 Homework in the 5th grade is mostly on the computer. Aidan is jealous of the learning "games" Brook gets to play everyday. I think it's ironic that the schools tell us parents to limit kids' screen time.... and then assign computer games as homework.

 The Sippy. Still such a part of our lives.

 Dinnertime sitting next to one of my faves.

Enjoy your week!

Warm wishes,

Where Were You?

Asleep at home when my Mom called, said a plane had hit the World Trade Center and to turn on the tv. Said it seemed like a pretty big deal. I was so tired after working late at dispatch, I told her it's happened before, not that big of deal. Went back to sleep, then my husband called. I said, I know, Mom already told me. He said, no, you need to go turn on the tv. Right. Now. Ok okay! Sheesh, all I wanted was another hour of sleep!

I turned on the tv and we just sat in silence for 5 min. watching it together, while he was at work, and I at home. We finally hung up, but I was transfixed until 2p and I had to get ready for work. I watched the second tower live. I watched people jumping for their lives from 80 or so stories as they tried so desperatly to escape the terror, heat and pain. It was incomprehensible. I had never heard or seen anything like it, but I had the thought that this was how my grandparents must have felt when they heard about Pearl Harbor over the radio in 1941.

When I got to VECC we all re-lived our experiences. we were just starting to put the whole thing together. The other attacks, the casualties. The destruction. It was so quiet. No calls, no talking on the floor. The air outside was still. No airplanes, no one was driving. I'd never seen the city so empty in appearance. Everything just...stopped.

Then afterward, the flags! So many flags! I loved seeing one on every car, door and shop front. People were nicer, for a time. Everyone felt like we knew each other as family. The survivors. We had forged a bond in tragedy. And though we may have gone back to our lives. Our daily routine. And the flags are down most of the time, barely brought out for the holidays. But we will never forget it.

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