I am sure that everyone knows where they were on September 11, 2001. I was sitting at work when a co-worker came in to tell me that a plane had just flown into a building in New York City. I instantly started looking on my computer while calling my husband at work, just a few buildings away. Within minutes, the televisions were on, and it became very clear that it was more than just an accident. I remember going home early, not knowing how to process what had just happened. In the next few days, I remembered even more.
I remember firefighters who went above and beyond, while proudly showing the colors that let everyone know that we might be bruised…but we would not let this break us.
I remember a President who, amidst his grief, remained strong for our Nation.
I remember a school who captured the Nation with its dedication to remembering, its belief in standing together to heal.
I remember a wife who knew on that day that I wanted to be a mom. I know that it was a crazy time to decide that, but I just knew. I knew that I wanted little people in my life, little people who would always give me a reason to always stay strong, to always stay filled with hope, to always love to a capacity that I did not even know was possible. We moved in with my in-laws the very next month because we wanted to be ready when the perfect house became available, the perfect home to start a family, to welcome a baby. We did finally find the perfect house, and we moved into it in the middle of June, Father’s Day weekend. We found out that Gabriel was in my belly on July 1. I remember that day like it was yesterday.
Today, I bake to remember. I bake because i love it. I bake because I want my children to always remember September 11, to always know what it meant to our nation, what it meant to me. I told my littles this morning that I knew 10 years ago today that I wanted to be a mommy. I knew it then, and I still remember it now.
God bless America. God bless the men and women who fight the daily battle to keep us safe, to keep us free, to give us hope as we remember a day when someone tried to take it away from us.
I frosted them with this frosting.
Enjoy, remember, bake, love!