I remember

9/11, a tragic day for many. Millions lost loved ones, a mother, father, child, brother or sister, a friend. We all lost tears. I lost hope. When the towers were hit, moments with in eachother, I was young. I really didn't understand what was going on. I remember sitting on the edge of my bed watching anchormen cry and not knowing why this was so tragic. Here we are now, 9 years later, and I know now. I know the tragedy that struck us that morning. A tragedy we will never forget. I lost hope in humanity that day, but gained it back to see the strong young men stepping up to fight for our freedom, the firefighters running in to save the ones they can, the police officers and emt helping the needy, and our country coming together as one. I will never forget.


Austin finally comes home October 5th, he will return to California than coming back to Utah. He won't have to be deployed for atleast another year. Yay! We missed him so much. I am so proud of him. He has turned out to be a great, brave, strong Man. I am so thankful for my family and what they have turned out to be. I am so happy to have my husband and my beautiful baby boy. I love what my life has turned out to be. I love who I am. I am off to spend some time with my Logey boy and hubby. God bless our troops, Austin, and my family.