It was my daughter’s first day of going to a Mother’s Day Out program at church. She was almost 3 years old. We had a routine in the morning, she ate breakfast and then watched the show, ‘The Rugrats,’ and then we would go play.
But not on this day. She was going to day care for the first time and she was so excited.
Then my phone rang.
“Joe, are you seeing this?’
“A plane just crashed into the World Trade Center.’
“Yes, turn it on The Today Show. This is nuts!”
I turned it to NBC.
Within 30 seconds, the second plane hit the tower. I watched it live, and thought, Oh My God!
This cannot be happening.
Then, a tap on my knee.
I looked over.
climbed into my lap.
‘Daddy, where are The Rugrats?
I picked up the remote and changed it back to her show.
“Thank you Daddy.”
Her world was right again.
OURS NEVER WAS.