I remember minute-by-minute where I was and what I was thinking. I was newly married. I was pregnant with our first child. I was at my mom's house all alone, watching the Today Show. Suddenly the story (can't remember the story - it was unimportant) was interrupted. Then they announced that a plane had hit one of the towers. I was thinking OMG!!! The heck is wrong with that pilot?? Did he pass out? Heart attack? A few minutes later. Boom!! Another one flew into the other tower and chills covered my body as tears filled my eyes. I knew at that moment this was no accident. I called my mom. I called my husband. I cried. I worried. I had no idea what was going on. Then came the other 2 crashes. I had no idea what was happening. I didn't know if there would be more. I was thinking that WWIII might be starting. And there I was, just moments before, excited about the new life growing inside of me. Suddenly I was afraid for the world I was bringing him into and afraid for all of those people who died or were injured. Afraid for their families. Afraid for the unknown that would follow this tragic event. God bless America!!! God bless those who lost loved ones. God bless the first responders. God bless all the heroes who ran into the devastation so many others were trying to run away from. God bless the heroes who searched through the destruction for lives to save. And God bless our troops who keep us safe and keep us free. Make those evil bastards pay for what they've done. For the deaths. For the lies. For the fear. For the division. For the propaganda. For the theft. Make those evil bastards pay. We know who (((they))) are. It's time.