PortaPocket Notebook

9/11 is a day steeped in emotion, especially for all of us who witnessed the devastating acts of radical minds on that fateful day. It's one that's seared into the fiber of our beings, and I doubt there is one person alive who doesn't remember exactly where he or she was at the moment in time.

 

It was especially difficult as that was my father's birthday... and he was on a plane ... somewhere out of the east coast.. I didn't know where...when the whole world stopped. He had colleagues in the Pentagon, and we couldn't get a hold of him for days after the planes went down. 

 

It was a rough time in our history, but we will not be broken. And neither will dear 'ole dad...he's still here!

Happy birthday, dad.

With love.
xo