10 years ago I was 9 months pregnant, at the mall picking out a "going home" outfit for our "soon to be born" baby. Everything got very quiet - all music turned off - and I just remember it being so weird. After a phone conversation, the cashier in the store told me what had just happened. We both looked at each other like, "what?" I walked back to the car, called Layne, and went home.
I am truly thankful for the people that try to protect and serve this country and our freedoms, everyday. There are so many heroes among us!
Today at church we sang, America the Beautiful and We Thank Thee O God for a Prophet.
