9/11/01 was a horrible day, but it was also wonderful for me. Our daughter was born at 3:30 a.m., five hours before the attacks. I was on top of the world ... even through all the tragedy and confusion. It was a roller-coaster of emotions. Hours afterward, I reluctantly sent out a group e-mail to family and friends to announce our baby's arrival into this crazy, mixed-up world ... many of them said they cried when they heard "the best news of the day."
Five years later, she's as beautiful as her mother.
I'll never forget 9/11 ... for two reasons: one wonderful ... one horrific.