11 years ago I was sitting on my bed doing history homework. I had stayed home from school with a bad cough and fever. I was never big on watching the news back then bit I liked the background noise of the tv when I was home alone and since nothing good was on at that hour, the news it was. I heard a commercial cut out with "breaking news" and it caught my attention. I watched as the people of New York ran screaming from the mangled building. I watched as the NYPD and the NYFD ran into the building like brave heroes on a mission to save lives. My heart dropped as the second plane hit. I was shocked. The confusion as to what was happening was now clear. America was under attack. The gravity of what this meant for the future of America was unclear to me at that time. But, I knew that what was happening was no accident. And that someone would pay for the lives taken on that day. We all remember exactly where we were and what we were doing. Some of us I'm sure even remember how we felt. My feelings were selfish, as I was still a kid, I was shocked, scared for myself and my family, and angry. The gravity of the actual tragedy didn't hit me until much later. Until I realized that my life as an American had went from living in a time of peace to living in a time of war. All of a sudden all the awful things I had read in my history text books, I was then seeing on the news. The stories of soldiers being held captive in grave conditions during WW1 was now on CNN. Since 9/11 my personal story has changed. I went from being stuck in a small town wasteland doomed to live a life of mediocrity to a mother of 3 of the most beautiful children Ive ever laid eyes on, living in a beautiful home in sunny Las Vegas. I feel more connected to 9/11 more than ever now. I see it in the eyes of the Airmen I see everyday. I see it in the difficulty I have getting onto the base when the threat level is raised from Alpha to Bravo. So much has changed and in 11 years I've grown to know exactly what the people of New York gave that day. The bitter sadness they feel when they look across their skyline that is forever changed. And I am forever grateful.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Whatever happened to the old ways? When parents watched their kids, when spanking was a form of punishment and not abuse, and the days when kids could play outside until dark because they were taught well enough to respect others and their property. I live on a quite cul de sac, and their are lots of kids in my neighborhood. Most are respectful, and even if they are not some of their parents force them to be. My problem lies with the girl across the street. She is around my age, and has a little girl younger than Levi, and she just lets her little girl run around the neighborhood like the kids 12 years old or something. It makes me sick how this chic thinks her child can be trying to climb in my window and she dosen't need to stop her. I get its a little girl, but why in the hell is your baby running around trying to crawl in a STRANGERS window?!? I try to be "friendly" to the neighborhood, but I'm about on my last string with this chic. Her favorite thing to do is give us dirty looks, shes not friendly and obviously not a good mom or her kid wouldn't be trying to climb in random windows. I'm not the type of person who cares if you like me or not, and i'll give someone a chance to be decent. But after that I'm done. I can play the same game she can, and its fair warning that my kids are WAY more destructive than her one itty bitty girl. So i think its time to return the favor, you think its ok for your child to run wild in my yard, then be prepared to get the same. I might not be so hard pressed or irritated about this, but my friend told me that if a child gets hurt on my property I can be held responsible. Screw that. This bitch just looks like the kind of person who likes to start shit. I tried being nice, Levi let her daughter play with his toy one time. And the little girl was straight mean to him. Does the Mom step in? Nope. Guess she wants to raise a little brat. Fine by me. But we can set one thing straight, the next time her kid is running around unsupervised, ill be having a chat with her. I mean come one people, you don't let yours kids in someone else's yard without permission. its common sense...
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Is it just me or is crying one of the most energy draining activities one can participate in?!? So you can guess by now I've been crying, now I'm totally drained. I've never understood how something that makes you feel so much better can make you so tired too. My thought of the day :)