September 11, 2001

I was 5 months pregnant with my youngest.  My husband called me from work to tell me the news of the first 3 planes.  I was still in bed, but immediately new, "terrorists".  I got up and turned on the TV and was glued there for a few hours til the other kids woke up.  I remember wanting to watch it constantly, to see when they brought up the survivors that were found.  But only a couple came out of the rubble alive.  A week or two later, we went camping in Mt. Shasta.  The campground was almost empty.  But across the way, a group was camping and they put up this flag.  It was awesome.  They took this picture and sent it to us. I can't believe it's been 10 years.  My baby is nine now.  None of my kids remember it, they were too young, though my oldest who was 6, knew that something happened, but we didn't tell her much.