remembering

This was a day to remember. The boy was only 1 month old and the girls were adjusting to life with another male in the house. I actually had plans to travel downtown to take care of getting everyone's SS#'s that week. Of course we all have our own story about that day, about people we knew who were taken from us, or people we know who helped out. Stories about what we were doing and what we heard and felt. And we have all been to the fence.