Today is the 15th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks.
The girls are at the age where they're both asking questions about what happened on 9/11. We talked a little about it at breakfast yesterday, and Emma watched a documentary with me.
"Mommy why are the terrorists so mean? Why did they do that?"
15 years later and I still don't have an answer.
Emma was full of questions all night - why did they do that? who were the bad men? what happened to the people at the top of the Twin Towers? can we visit where the plane crashed in Pennsylvania?
Olivia said they were able to watch CNN for Kids at school on Friday and the footage they saw was of the second plane hitting the tower.
I've tried to explain to both girls what it was like to watch the events of that day - the planes hitting the towers, the fear everyone felt, how the airlines were shut down.
A few years ago we visited the 9/11 site and saw the footprints of the buildings that are now fountain memorials. It was as sobering a sight as when I first saw the site back in 2003 when it was just a huge hole in the ground.
15 years later and I still can't get through a 9/11 documentary without crying.
It's not that I knew anyone who died that day. But I remember watching it as every event unfolded. I remember walking outside that night and how eerily quiet the sky was. I remember waking up on September 12 wondering if something else might happen.
I think this blog post I wrote three years ago says all I can say about it.
15 years later and we will STILL never forget.