So yesterday was September 11th - the infamous ten year anniversary of the horrible attacks on America at NYC, the Pentagon, and the field in PA. When I was a little girl, I remember my parents and grandparents talking about remembering where they were when they first heard of major events such as D-Day, Pearl Harbor, JFK assassination, etc. I never really imagined having such an experience; however, I remember as though it were yesterday that I was sitting in first period Accelerated English my senior year in high school with Mrs. Dillard when Mrs. Parker came running in the room telling her to turn on the radio because something bad had happened. I also remember watching the plane hit the second tower on the tv we rigged to work in Mrs. Taylor's German class. I remember my heart hurting for the people that lost family in the tragic events, I remember being scared for my own family and friends, and I remember being to proud to be an American when I saw the heroism of the first responders, firefighters, paramedics, police officers, and ordinary citizens.
Yesterday on the tenth anniversary, I was incredibly sad at the sheer loss of life - somehow the numbers hit me in the gut to this day. This time, I also felt like I could relate a little to those who had lost loved ones. I am not saying that I have in anyway the same experience, but I understand and empathize losing someone you love to circumstances beyond my control. As I watched the coverage of the three memorial services, I missed my Mamaw more than I have in a long time. That day ten years ago, I was scared but my personal security felt very much intact because I had everyone I loved and made me feel safe. Today without my Mamaw, I felt a little less secure - she was part of the family fortitude that provided love, security, and safety. Perhaps that is the tiniest smidge of what the families of the victims of the terrorist attacks ten years ago felt. We are all united in pain, suffering, and loss as it is no respecter of persons small or great, rich or poor, young or old.
The sadness hits me at times, and then I take a look around at the family I still have around and all the blessings. I can't complain because I am blessed beyond measure. So I decided to lighten things around here, I would share with you the second installment of "accessories monday."
Simple white tee and blue jeans w/ flower scarf, bow bobby pin, earrings, and sweater
Scarf - Clearance @ Cato
Earrings - A Daisy A Day
Bow Bobby Pin - A Daisy A Day
I think I get it from this lady!
Brown Blazer over Cami, White Skirt w/ red belt and red shoes! She is just so stylish!