All I remember from that tragic night is how scary it was- I remember somehow seeing my mom, before she went to the turkey shoot she gave us night hugs and kisses.  I also remembered she told me in the morning when we were all awake that we would have pancakes and sausage for breakfast, that was the last thing she ever said to me. The next thing I remember is that I woke up around 1am or 2am and was scared !!  People were screaming and running around.  I was taken to the room that my aunt stayed in at the time. All the kids were there and we were on the bed and talking and my cousin said just out of the blue -that "somebody died".  Everybody was pretty much broken down and crying or screaming and of course were scared.  Then I remembered how my mom had told me she loved me and that we would have pancakes.  Then the next thing I knew I woke up with my dad rubbing my back and we left together and went in the living room-it was filled with friends and family. I went to my grandma's which is pretty much where we lived until we got my house- I think I have taken it better than I should sometimes -I do cry about it and I know everything happens for a reason so it is accepted and I talk to her every night.  We all miss her but I have a great life and I will see her on that very judgement day.