This is a blog about my random thoughts, my life as a wife and working mother, my happiness, my occasional sadness, and everything in between.
Monday, September 19, 2011
19 de Septiembre de 1985
I always remember this date. On September 19, 1985, a devastating and powerful earthquake almost destroyed Mexico City. Many lives were lost. The devastation was unbelievable. I was only 9 years old. I remember watching the news, and hearing how many countries were sending help, and expert search teams. I remember pictures of men in hard hats standing over debris. It is strange that I remember so well. Thankfully that tragedy hasn't repeated itself. And hopefully it never will.
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