Osama bin Laden is dead, and with that a decade of terror has ended, in the same year my daughter will enter “double digits.”  She was my first thought as the Twin Towers were attacked on September 11, 2001, and in those thoughts I realized her world would feel much more unsafe than my world had ever felt.  I have resented that loss of innocence since those attacks, but today I felt some of that innocence return.

We discuss world events in our house, and our kids occasionally watch the news–mostly to tune in to dangerous weather conditions, but sometimes to “catch up” on what’s going on out there in the “real world.”  As the house awoke this morning to more news coverage of the last 24 hours, there were questions.  As I strategically explained the latest events, I focused on the change our Country has endured in the last decade, and how this Death marked an end to that decade.  I never know how much to share with my children, how much to educate them on World Events and Tragedy.  I remember other parents actively turning off televisions during the aftermath of 9-11 and Hurricane Katrina to shield their children from the information and the images.  My children were still too young to internalize the extent of that information, but I remember filing that away for when my children were older, and closer to the “age of reason.”  No one has defined that age for me, and because of that, my husband and I are blindly finding our way through this other part of their education–the part where they discern their part in world events.

And today, as that innocence crept back into our world, I delicately focused on a New Decade–a New Decade of Hope and Faith, ever mindful of the never ending Pride in our Country and Military, and yet also mindful of how my reactions affect their reactions as history writes its story on their lives.