Bittersweet

For me, Sunday was bittersweet.  Not only was it my son's third birthday, but it was also the 10th anniversary of the September 11th attacks.  This year was especially poignant for me.  I don't know if it was because I'm hormonal or because people everywhere (media especially) were talking about it.  It's probably a mixture of both :)
I remember a lot about that day.  I was 15 and a sophomore in High School.  At that time, my mom would get up early to work out and then would watch the news before starting her day.  That morning, I was getting ready for school when my mom called up the stairs to me.  She said, "A plane just crashed into the World Trade Center."  I really had no idea what she was talking about.  I didn't even really know what the World Trade Center was; it only sounded vaguely familiar.  And as for the plane, I thought she meant some little prop job that held maybe 2 people.  I think I probably said something like, "That sucks." and went about my business getting ready for school.  I think I barely glanced at the TV.  It wasn't until I got to first period, Biology, that I realized what was actually going on.  The teacher had the TV turned on to the news while we were working on our flashcards.  I normally don't like watching the news when they have some special breaking news because they tend to just replay the same stuff over and over again.  This was not the case on that day, though.  Everyone sat glued to the TV in horror as we watched the tower burn, and then when the second plane hit, and then when the towers collasped.  I didn't know anyone in New York but I did have a sister that lived right outside of Philadephia and one that lived right outside of Washington D.C. and I was definitely worried about them.  Both of them were fine but it was definitely a crazy day. 
This year I watched some of the specials they had on TV in honor of the tenth anniversary.  They definitely pulled at my heartstrings.  It's amazing to me that any human being could do what those terrorists did to another human being, let alone nearly 3,000.  My heart goes out to those families who were tragically affected and forever changed on that day.  I'm also so grateful for all those men and women who are working so hard across the world to defend our freedom.
The other day I was listening to the radio and they played this song.  I seriously cried through the whole thing!  Check out the video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8R5KKdkWEmY&feature=grec_index

Facebook Sabbatical

I've noticed that ever since I got my new fancy-schmancy "smart" (whether it's actual smart is another story...) phone in April, a new habit of mine has been forming.  I truly have become a Facebook-aholic.  Before then I would get on Facebook probably once a day or so (sometimes more when I was working and really bored) but now with it at my fingertips, I've started getting on it almost constantly.  I'll check it, and then an hour later get on it again, and guess what!  Nothing has changed.  It's just silly.  So I've decided to take a break from Facebook, both on my phone and on the computer for at least a week.  I started yesterday and it's really no big deal.  I figure the people that I actually want to talk to can either call or text me or I will call or text them.  We'll see how it goes!