Sept 11 🌹 They were three & five and the morning was rushed. I was a normal 'didn't quite know how to do this thing called 'mom' mom' getting my biggest little boy, who wasn't nearly ready to go to his, what, sixth day of kindergarten when my best friend neighbor rang that red wall phone cause we all had wall phones then, maybe, I can't remember cause now my boys are 19 & 21...& she said, 'the Trade Center is under attack turn on the news'. That tube was ON and my babiest boy was bolting around the living room like fire on a gas line & for years I kept saying 'he never knew what was going on' while that TV was blaring but he sure acted like I was feeling so...the things we tell ourselves ...my big boy just stayed very quiet... cause he was quiet & kept preparing for school cause he was very prepared & kept his eyes on me & listened very hard...while I phoned their daddy pretending I was the least bit calm...saying get over that Golden Gate Bridge now & please get home to us. I know that boy heard my words & I know he heard my heart, too, cause he hears hearts. And that littliest baby boy stopped for one second and stood and....So the three of us took our one block walk to school... that's right...we went to school...& my boy had his little school day...I still don't know what was right but what is right? All I did was what most of us good hearted human beings do in that situation...I worked to make sure my whole family... & then my friends ...every single one of them were all right & together...no matter where they were on the planet & no matter what they believed in. No matter what they believed in.