Rebirth of Boston - Peter Pan and the Red Sox Lead the Way

Enough has been written to fill dozens of volumes. We've heard and read every angle of every story to come out of the recent tragedy in Boston, an event that will take its place in the annals of U.S. history. TV. Radio. Online. Newspapers. Magazines. They've reported on every minute detail.

I don't think there's a need for yet another blogger (i.e. Me) to lament, rant, rehash and pick apart what happened on that fateful day at the Marathon and its aftermath. We all know. We have formed our opinions. We have speculated on what will come out of all this.

So instead I'll tell you about my week. Three events I've attended in Boston in the past week. And what I've observed.

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow - Boston Marathon 2013

SPEECHLESS. NUMB. SHOCK.

A myriad of emotions tore through my brain. Searing pain ripped through my heart.
"No!" screamed quietly round and round in my mind.

I couldn't pull my gaze from the horror unfolding before me on the tv screen.

"This can't be happening!"

I clasped my hands in prayer. I lifted my eyes to the heavens.

"Dear God please tell me this is a dream. Not another terrorist attack. Dear God, no."

Terrorism. Evil. Hatred. Why?

There are no answers. There are no words to explain these senseless, cowardly acts.

Yesterday...the world witnessed an unfathomable tragedy.
Today...tell your family you love them, hold them tight.
You never know...there may not be a tomorrow.

 

April 15, 2013

2:50p.m.