i was at phillip vaughn's house, waiting for him to give my friend
marissa and i a ride to school when i saw the plane hit the second
tower. and then we heard bits and peices of updates that day at school.
but the thing i remember most about those weeks and months after the
attacks is watching the news in tears with my parents as families posted
signs with pictures of their missing loved ones, or waited
for them to be found in the rubble. heartbreaking.
this year, on the tenth anniversary of the 9/11 attacks,
my family took a trip down to sandy to visit the "healing fields."
it was a touching experience, and i was glad that we could pay our respects
and honor those who lost their lives, loved ones, livelihood, or sense of safety
on that day, which will also live in infamy.
hard to believe today that we also found and/or gained some things on 9/11...
a renewed sense of american pride
patriotism (regardless of your political party)
god
a love for our public defenders/employees
hard to believe because in only ten years we've forgotten that although we
got into a war that we didn't all agree on, we were able to get over
ourselves for half a second to work toward the greater good of our country.
i digress...
this was a good day. even though we were remembering something
horrible. hopefully we'll be able to learn more than violence from
our past. because i tend to think that if we continue to live in a world
where the villains with money face no consequences and our politicians continue
to win with campaigns promising that they'll vote "no" no matter the issue just
because the guy who proposed it is represented by dumbo rather than an ass
that history will probably be repeating itself somewhere down the road.
i have hope that things will change, because for awhile there they did.
a few weeks after our trip to the healing fields, i took a little trip
to roosevelt, ut. not because its the number one tourist attraction
in the beehive state, but because i needed to spend a little quality time
with this lovely lady:
mrs. kaycee blake anderson, my dear best girlfriend from the good old
days of high school and club volleyball, where we wreaked for days and
sang our conversations to the point where we nearly lost all of our other
friends.
its funny (and sad, sometimes) how things can change between friends
after high school. but i have to say that this is one friendship that has only
gotten stronger. not because its been easy...we haven't lived within 3 hours
of each other in over five years, but that's what the phone is for!
we're still in pretty different life phases of life, too, but that's how you know
its true love!
i went out to roosevelt to spend the weekend with her, her husband and little
boy, and the other little guy who is due to arrive the day after my birthday.
it was great - watched a bunch of youtube videos that made us laugh until
we cried, we spent money our husbands will never know is missing on antiques,
she made some delicious food for us to devour, and we watched
the U wipe their behinds with the byu football team. what more could a girl ask for?
well, i thought nothing until i saw that the leaves were starting to change color
on my drive home (yep, i risked my life to take this picture out of my car window
rather than pull over. smart.).
the real start to my favorite season reared its beautiful head,
and then my perfect weekend was complete.