I was expecting our son. Dragon had just returned from a tense deployment. It was a honey do day. He was hanging wallpaper, the kids were watching cartoons and I was prooning an out if control bush.
Then my mom called. It was an international call and very expensive. She didn't have one of our super special calling cards.
She told me to turn on the TV. The first tower had been hit. It was a tragic accident. A major disaster.
Then the second plane hit and we knew it was no accident.
I knew Dragon would leave again soon. My hope was that he would be home for our son to be born.
Don't ever forget those who died that day and those who died defending us.
Where were you when the world stopped turning?