Monday, September 29, 2008

Alex's first Tigers game

Ahh the smell of hotdogs, the sound of the crowd, the beautiful blue sky, the wonder on my sons face as he watched his first Tigers game. The sadness as I watched him knowing his Grammy Janet would have loved to be sitting next to him cheering on her Tigers, but also knowing she was there smiling down at him and wishing she was there.
He loved Bayball as he called it and wanted to go out on the field to help them play the game but Daddy told him no that unfortunately his help wasn't needed. But Mommy and Alex made a pact that he would become a major league player so that in our old age Daddy and Mommy could be supported in a way of life to which they would like to become accustomed. We even shook on it. So the deal has been made...whew that sure is a weight off our shoulders.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Always remember

I will never forget that day, the beautiful pristine blue sky the thick black smoke pouring up polluting the beauty of the sky. My horror when I called my mom for some mundane thing and her telling me turn on the T.V. at work, a plane just hit the Twin Towers. As I was yelling to my coworkers to turn it on her saying OH MY GOD another plane just hit the other tower !!!! She started crying and a cold chill went down my back knowing this was no freak accident this was deliberate. I remember the silence.... only punctuated by one of my coworkers quiet sobbing as we watched the towers burn. What could you say at a moment like that knowing all life as we know it was about to change. The fear of not knowing what was to come, the feeling of "I just need to get home and I'll be safe." But still knowing none of us were safe and wishing it was all just a very bad dream. That day began a new normal for all of us. Remember it can happen again in an instant, remember those who were lost, remeber how we came together as a country then united in our horror and anger. Let us never forget that horrible day.