Really no words are needed. Remembering. Believing. Sorrow. Bravery. Disbelief. Heroes. Love.
I know it's sad. It is important to remember though. The Hubz put our flag out early this morning.
I remember where I was. I remember exactly what I was doing. We were remodeling our kitchen. I could not believe what my eyes were seeing. I called him to come be with me, hoping he could tell me that it wasn't as bad as I thought. It was. We sat there in silence. I remember feeling sad for months. It was horrific. It shook our sense of security in America.
If you have a flag fly it high today. We are going to a funeral this afternoon. It's going to be a somber day all the way around.
Do you remember where you were? How did you feel at the time?