Thanking God for my beautiful daughter, her amazing teachers and sweet friends who survived in the YMCA Daycare on April 19, 1995 at 9:02 a.m., when cowards murdered 168 people across the street. Forever etched in my memory. I will always remember those killed, those who survived and those whose lives were changed forever. Today marks 25 years, but for those of us who experienced it first hand, it never goes away and feels like yesterday. Some of my memories are in slow motion, but the images...the things I saw, heard, felt, even the smells...they never go away. One bang from a dumpster being dropped Downtown OKC, still makes my insides tremble. Seeing a Ryder truck, even though they're not yellow anymore...things like that immediately send me back to the alley where I was trying to get to my 5 year old, had a huge gun pointed at me in an alley and was yelled at, "ATF!! Get the ---- out of here!! NOW!!!!" Second alley I tried, same thing. Tried to run. Co...