It was my hubby's first day of vacation so we decided to let him sleep late and wait until he woke up to have breakfast. We had just started Joshua's home-school lessons for the day, and Mike's hand was on the front doorknob, as he was going to pick up some chocolate donuts, when the morning news sounded for a special report. I sent Joshua from the room not wanting him to see what had just happened and canceled all his classes that day. Something inside me just told me it was no accident, and I couldn't believe we had been attacked on our on soil. I was one of a generation brought up to believe we were invincible. My delusion as well as my heart broke that day.