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Remembering September 11, 2001 makes me think of a lot of things. It was a time when I was recovering from a spectacularly failed placement, a long story not worth going into. It was when I watched the place where my uncle worked crumble into dust and ash. Most importantly, it was when my darling nieces, my sister's children, were born.

My sister had been scheduled for a C-section in October, but her water broke early on the morning of the 11th. The twins were born not long after. When I think of that day, I think of them.

--from Evil Mommy