This is a picture of my daughter, Little K, two & a half years ago. She was just four days old in this photo. Like most parents, I was so proud to bring her home. Little K had made a detour to the Infant ICU so I was very glad to bring her home.
On the anniversary of 9/11, I've struggled to blog. My husband called this morning to tell me to tune into the radio station 96.5 for his surprise interview. Trent gave an emotional reply to the DJ's question: "Is 9/11 just another date on the calendar now?" As my husband drove down Westheimer and looked up at Williams Tower on this sunny morning, he recalled (for a lot of listeners, I'll add) his memories but more importantly his strong desire to teach our own daughter about the victims of 9/11 as well as those brave men & women who have sacrificed their lives in hopes of preventing another tragedy.
As Little K & I listened to my husband's tearful interview, my own eyes welled with tears. My 2.5 year old couldn't grasp the gravity of the discussion. In response, I simply knelt down beside her, hugged & kissed her, & told her that her parents love her so much. She cheerfully walked away to find another toy as I recalled my own experience on 9/11/01 & how I couldn't even forecast the joy I'd have as a parent today.
Thank you to all the survivors & soldiers who have fought to enable my parenthood. Thank you one and all.
How are you explaining the anniversary of 9/11 to your children? Or are you?
Until the next nap time...
