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Seven years later, it is still hard to believe that what we watched unfold that day was not a movie, made up from some twisted mind in Hollywood, but reality. I remember it well, it was Pete's 31st birthday. He went to work at about 6am and called me to wake me up to get the kids ready for school. He told me to turn on the news because a plane just hit the WTC. I was like "What the heck??" and we watched together as the second plane hit. We were both in shock. My mom was in Las Vegas at the time with family members from Holland, taking them to the airport. Needless to say, they were stuck here for another two weeks. All I could do all day was cry. I called my grandma because I needed to hear her tell me that the Lord would take care of everything, because I really couldn't figure out why the Lord would let this happen in the first place. We didn't even feel right celebrating Pete's birthday and still...
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