to block out so much of the world today. I'm not sure it worked. I was very emotional. I know we must never forget 9/11 but, I think we must look forward more. It seemed to me that all the memorials and news coverage only gave the terrorists more of what they wanted. They knew they got our number and instilled fear in us. They don't deserve our souls. They don't even deserve their own souls. It's good to remember. It's not good to dwell. I still think Michael Moore's "Farenheit 9/11" makes sense. The evil in our world is among us as much here as it's hiding in caves somewhere else. Call me anything you like. That's how I feel.

The day my school teacher told us that JFK had been assassinated, I had to ask her what it meant. When she told us, I cried. It was my first real inkling that the world was cruel. Many years later, as a soldier's mother, when the attacks of 9/11 hit us, I felt all those feelings I had as a frightened little girl all those years ago and much more. I've lived and relived those feelings the last few years knowing what my son has been doing and wondering if it's all worth it. He says it is. Poor Cindy Sheehan. I don't care what "they" say about her. I would probably be worse.

Speaking of mothers, I felt sorry for the Manning boys' mom and dad last night. It would be hard to see your sons as foes. Big brother won...again. Are you ready for some football???