Wow. I kind of avoid thinking about all of this seriousness on my blog, because, you know I'm Fun!
5 years ago.
I was pregnant with Oliver. Nick and I were still in bed, and I was really annoyed because my phone, it kept ringing. It was my mom who told me to turn the TV on. I immediatley called Ashli, or maybe she called me, but she headed right over with the baby Annabelle. (it was that blissful time in our lives when we lived accross the street from each other)
I remember us sitting there, glued to the t.v., and watching the 2nd plane crash into the building. Nick and Ashli were insistent that it was just a replay of the 1st plane, I was stunned, saying over and over again, NO that was ANOTHER plane.
I am sure I watched t.v. all day long, I don't remember much else about that day, only that it was horrid. It brought back memories of the OKC bombing and that was scary. I remember thinking, Shit. This can't happen to America. Not on it's own soil, it's just never happened before (except pearl harbor).
So I decided participate in this little blog thing, 2993. There are that many bloggers that have decided to honor 1 person who died on that day. My person is Roberta Bernstein Herber.
Anyone who was lucky enough to know Roberta Bernstein Heber knew that she was a special person. She was incredibly capable and successful at whatever she did yet was thoughtful and caring. She was always doing things for other people. She loved her husband, Jack, and her children, Robyn, Stuart and Melissa, very much. She embraced Jack’s children as her own—Ronnie, Sheldon and Sherrie and Lorraine and Ken. She took wonderful care of her mother, Belle Lanes, who is living in a nursing home and visited her every weekend. She loved being a grandmother to Aurora, Alex, Jason and Jenna and was eagerly awaiting the arrival of her newest granddaughter, Rachel, who was born on September 19. Rachel was named after the grandmother she will never have a chance to know.
Roberta loved her job at Marsh and the colleagues she worked with. She spoke of them highly and considered many of them her friends. She had an impressive career. After graduating from college and working as a high school math teacher she chose to stay home and raise her children. As they grew up, Roberta went back to school and earned a master’s degree in computer science—she was a woman ahead of her time. When the last of her children was a teenager Roberta returned to work. Her dedication and professionalism were noticed and rewarded within Marsh & McLennan, where Roberta was promoted to the rank of Assistant Vice President. She took pride in her achievements but was always the first to admit that her professional accomplishments would not have been possible without the love and support of her husband, Jack Heber, her family and her colleagues.
Roberta is dearly missed by her family and friends. We will never forget the wife, mother and grandmother who we loved so much and all of her amazing accomplishments.