Remembering 9/11

Yesterday was the 10 year anniversary of 9/11 and while we were driving to church, the boys and I had a discussion about what happened and how it changed the world. Aidan was not quite 2 years old so a lot of the details we were talking about were new to him.

He asked if the terrorists had guns or other weapons on the plane. He asked how they were even able to get them on the plane. He chastised airport security. That was when I realized that my children have always grown up with high airport security; that the only world they've known is one where the word terrorist is a part of their normal vocabulary and the possibility of being attacked in their own city is real.

I realize this and I hold my children a little closer to me.

Proud to be Canadian

On Remembrance Day this year, I attended the ceremonies at the National War Memorial since it was just a couple blocks away from work. The jumbo screen showed some of the vets that were in attendance, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude and appreciation for what they went through. I am so proud to be Canadian. I am so grateful to live in a country where I can worship God freely and where I don't have to listen to gunshots and bombs drop nearby. I thank all those who have served, are serving, and will serve to protect our country and to try to make other countries a better place to live. I support you and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.