So much has changed in these ten years. Ten years ago I was two weeks away from giving birth to Samantha. We were four days away from abruptly, and painfully, leave a church that had been a part of our family since before we were married.
In the past ten years we have built barns and put up fences, numerous goats have been bought, sold, and birthed here, over 30 youth have been involved in our 4-H clubs, I finished my bachelor's degree, we began homeschooling. Our marriage has gone through it's struggles and by God's grace and mercy, we have come out on the other side, better for it. The girls have grown from small, needy children, into teens ready to take on the world.
Life has gone on. But this weekend we took some time to think, pray, and reflect. Of the girls, only Abby remembers what happened ten years ago. And she says she really only remembers being afraid and sad because everyone around her was afraid and sad. We looked through Sam's Firefighter's 9/11 Memorial book and talked about what happened, but to them it's just a moment in history. Just like learning about Pearl Harbor and Normandy.
Ten years. It seems like an eternity ago, and then you see the photos, the news footage, and it doesn't seem that long ago at all.