It’s Thursday now. I was just so glad Jon was home with me last night. He was wishing he could have been there the night of the 11th. It’s still so bad. I just don’t know when it will get better. I can’t seem to look away from the news. It just doesn’t seem real. I talked to Tamera yesterday thank goodness. She works just a couple of blocks up from the WTC and saw the whole thing. Poor thing walked home to Brooklyn and was scared to death. I don’t think I’ve ever prayed so much.
Bless Your Heart
Living out loud in the Carolinas
Bless Your Heart 