by Stefani on 11-September-2008


Feeling quiet today, remembering another morning, 7 years ago, when my first baby was only 6 months old. He was sitting in his high chair gurgling and waiting for his oatmeal as I turned on the morning news and watched the sky fall. 

My heart goes out to those whose lives were forever changed on that awful day. 

Remembering Too 

I'm thinking too about the beach we played on just a few months ago. 

That beach is the end game for hurricane Ike. 

I'm thinking about the sunny faces that greeted us at the little grocery store that we loved. I'm thinking about the funny duck tour driver who was so proud of his island. I'm thinking about the waitress at our favorite restaurant. She's a grandmother, and so friendly that I thought more than once she was going to pull up a chair and just join us. 

I'm wondering where they are today. I'm imagining they're packing their belongings – furrowed brows scanning the sea, shaking hands on the steering wheel, running from Ike. My thoughts are with them this morning. Be safe. 
Tammy September 11, 2008 at 6:33 am


heather September 11, 2008 at 6:38 am

your are a sweet lady stefani. i’m hoping all of those you mentioned remain safe as well.

Cassandra September 11, 2008 at 6:53 am

Thank you for sharing your quiet reverence this morning.

Lisa@The Cutting Edge of Ordinary September 11, 2008 at 7:24 am

We are flying our flag at half mast today in rememberance. Our thoughts are with everyone who lost someone they loved on 9-11 and to all of those in Ike’s path. Be safe.

Sarah September 11, 2008 at 7:38 am

Thanks for sharing. 🙂

tamara September 11, 2008 at 8:48 am

lovely post.

kellie September 11, 2008 at 8:50 am

Lovely words as always. It is always stirring in my heart to remember what & where I was, when I turned on the tv as well.

tracey September 11, 2008 at 9:34 am

Your eloquence and bravery inspire me. Thank you.

Jennifer September 11, 2008 at 10:50 am

Been thinking alot about the places we visited in Galveston as well. Wishing for safety there as well (and here, yikes!)

What is your favorite place to eat in Galveston?

Amy September 11, 2008 at 11:21 am

We all lost something that morning didn’t we? Call it innocence. Or a sense of security. Here’s to bringing children into the world and teaching them to make it better.

Nicole September 11, 2008 at 12:42 pm

Reading this is just what I needed on this especially crappy day that I am having. It reminds me that even on my worst day, it really isn’t that bad. Thanks!

nicole September 11, 2008 at 12:45 pm

This is just what I needed to read after this especially shitty day I am having. It reminds me that no matter how bad off I am, it could be much worse. Thanks!

Relyn September 11, 2008 at 4:42 pm

Sad day, today. I found myself crying this morning as we said the Pledge of Allegiance. In fact, am in the middle of posting about it.

Tracy September 12, 2008 at 6:25 am

my thoughts are with them too. Hoping everyone makes it through.

Jennifer September 13, 2008 at 7:30 pm

I grew up going to west beach on Galveston Island for a week every year during the summer. I live in the KC area now, but my parents are still in Houston and I still have other family and friends in the area. I always wonder about my favorite places when I storm heads that way. And I almost cried a little this afternoon when I heard about the Strand flooding. I remember going to Kemah for boiled crab and shrimp in a shack of some sort long before it became the boardwalk it is now. Its hard to hear about a place you loved as a child get destroyed while you are so very far away. I feel even worse for all the people who lost their homes. And I pray that everyone is safe.

Grace September 17, 2008 at 7:08 am

I was newly pregnant with E on 9/11. It was my day off from work. I remember my husband calling me on his way to school, telling me to turn the TV on because there had been some kind of bomb or something. When I saw the the actual reality, I was shocked, like most Americans. After a few days of shock, my thoughts turned to my new baby, wondering and worrying about what world this child would be born into. When I think back on that, and listen to the politicians talking today — like it happened so long ago that it’s not really a part of our everyday lives anymore — I’m surprised by how quickly things have become “normal” for us here.

Of course, then during my pregnancy with J, it was Katrina. And now Ike. Seems as though disasters happen when I’m pregnant. Sigh.

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