Today I did not watch the news or any special coverage from nine years ago.

Today I gave my daughter extra hugs and kisses.

Today we colored, read books and played with dinosaurs.

Today I told her I loved her at least a million times.

Today I felt fear, sadness, shock, terror and loss all over again.

Today I remembered how our country can unite as Americans.

Today I am grateful for the brave passengers on Flight 93, who may have saved hundreds of lives in Washington, DC (including mine).

Today, and every day, I thank them.

This nasty weed greets me every morning my daughter goes to nature school. It’s a little taller than me, so I’m guessing it’s around six feet tall. Six feet! Here’s a view of the walkway to school. Bella is that pink blur at the end of the path. She’s just over three feet tall, to give you some perspective.

We didn’t do much this weekend. Friday night was date night to celebrate our wedding anniversary. Saturday and Sunday were both low key. We watched movies, I played with yarn, Bella spent hours with her Color Wonder and T. researched beach houses for our September vacation. We did manage to get outside for a little while.