I was at work, just like any other day, The strange stories that i heard from customers, co-workers, and finally my mom. You know, in crisis, call MOM! The things i heard were NOT adding up, did NOT make sense. it could NOT BE HAPPENING!! Well, it did. We are not as safe as we think. We are not invincible. We are human, and frail. In a moment, in the twinkling, our life can change. Mine did, suddenly, all my cool Army guys, were now going to war. Everyone i loved feel too far away. Everything i LOVE about the USA was even more precious. So without going on and on and on about the terror, the horror, the moments we all remember like they were yesterday, I want to ask a Question. Where are you now? What did you learn? What do you see 6 years later? I see a cloudy tuesday, so unlike the one we all remember, almost seems fitting. I see my faith as SO vey nessasry to survive in these times. I see my freedom as precious, and not something we will always enjoy, unless we are willing ...