A day we will never forget. A day we all know exactly where we were when we heard the news. A moment etched into our memories and carved into our collective consciousness, at least for those who were yet born. As a parent of small children, I face the daunting task as do many others of sharing the ethos of that day and its aftermath with those who were born in a post 9/11 era.
Little did I know that this past January during another visit to DC, while driving past the Pentagon, a conversation would be sparked with Addison about the attacks of that horrific day and suddenly Trey and I were grappling with words to explain to our tender son what had happened. "But, why, Mom? Why did they do that?" he asked. The question haunts us still, the answers we have conjured completely inadequate.
But this I do know and this is what I told him. One day these wrongs will be righted. One day there will be peace.
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