The sheer magnitude of what happened that day still has the ability to take my breath away...even 8 years later. It feels like this should be a special day. A day where we do nothing but reflect and remember. Flags are flying in my yard and throughout the neighborhood today in honor of the victims and heroes of 9/11....and yet, life goes on. A day, more or less, like any other. My neighbor had her baby this morning, Rebekah has a party to attend this afternoon, I had a PTA planning meeting earlier and ward temple night later. But I don't think anyone will ever forget where they were when the Twin Towers fell, the Pentagon was hit and the heroes of Flight 93 took action.
The sheer magnitude of what happened that day still has the ability to take my breath away...even 8 years later. It feels like this should be a special day. A day where we do nothing but reflect and remember. Flags are flying in my yard and throughout the neighborhood today in honor of the victims and heroes of 9/11....and yet, life goes on. A day, more or less, like any other. My neighbor had her baby this morning, Rebekah has a party to attend this afternoon, I had a PTA planning meeting earlier and ward temple night later. But I don't think anyone will ever forget where they were when the Twin Towers fell, the Pentagon was hit and the heroes of Flight 93 took action. 
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The photo with the fire fighters is one of my favorites. Thanks for the post. I have a post ready but no clue how to add a video so not sure what im going to do. Maybe ill just add this photo as well.
Yes, I remember exactly what I was doing and where I was when I heard the news. Every year Jeremy and I rehash it. What an amazing, horrific thing.
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