To My Babies Sept 11, 2018

My dearest grandchildren every year this time I find myself glued to the TV and in tears over an event that happened 17 years ago. Aster, Patton, and Winston your mommy was only 19 years old and wasn't even dating your daddy yet. Allison and Aries your daddy was 24 years old and he didn't  even know your  mommy.  I was home in bed after working a night shift when Granny Debbie Quibedeaux called, woke me up and told me to turn on the TV that America was under attack. I got up went to the TV in time to see the second tower get hit. In New York City there were two big tall towers called the World Trade Centre. Some very bad men learned how to fly planes and took over several big airplanes. They had decided to commit a very bad act called terrorism. These men are called terrorists and they wanted to destroy our country in the name of their religion Islam. Not all people who are Islamic are bad people but many in their religion believe that the way we live our lives is evil and their God was calling for us to be destroyed. Many people died that day in the towers. It was so scary for me to sit and watch it on the TV I cried and cried. In another part of the country another airplane had been taken over and these bad men crashed it into the Pentagon, an important place for all of our military. Another plane was taken over and supposed to fly into Washington but the brave men and women on board took the plane back and it crashed. On that day so many people died and each year I remember my feelings on that day. I also remember seeing many of our Congressmen & Representatives together on the steps of the Capitol building United as one, over grief, for those that died. They demonstrated strength and resolve on that day. And I will never forget when they broke out and sang God Bless America. They were not Democrats or Republicans they were Americans and all their differences were put aside. I can honestly say that this was the last time I ever saw our country come together unified like it was on that day.  I hope when you are older you will study about this day and what it meant to America. We cannot forget.  As long as I'm alive I will take time out of my day on September 11th to remember and honor those that died in the attacks. I will remember and try to pass on to you all that our freedoms in this country are very rare and precious and we have to preserve them.  I pray that you my darling babies will NEVER  have to go through anything bad like this. I always want you to remember that you have to stand tall and strong and defend our freedom in actions and words.  America is a precious country,  one that I have loved  for as long as I can remember.  I pray that I will be able to pass on to you this love and help you understand how great America really is.

I love you all to the moon and back forever and ever,
Mimi