Yesterday was a day of adventure and remembrance. Eighteen years ago the twin towers were disintegrated by terrorists. We lost so many people. I remember the news being interrupted and seeing the planes hitting the towers. I remember listening to updates on the radio at work and looking up at the clear blue sky and noting that there wasn't a cloud in sight. My first thought was that the sky was clear so that the souls of those people could reach heaven easier.
Yesterday, we also received a call from our daughter that she needed a ride home from her adventure of walking a trail that runs across our state. I was so worried about her as the trail runs through some thick forests. Besides bears, we have packs of wolves, and cougars. There are also predatory people out there. The drive, one way, was three hours. We did get a break as her oldest brother lives on that side of the state and took the time to pick her up. I can now breath easier that my children are okay, for now.
Well, time to bake a cake for my daughter as it's her birthday, and get to writing.
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