For 117 years the annual running of the Boston Marathon has been a wonderful event. It's known locally as "Marathon Monday." It's a family day. Schools in Massachusetts are closed for Spring vacation. It's a day when friends get together to watch the reenactment of the battle of Lexington and Concord, to cheer the runners, cheer the Red Sox and enjoy a beautiful Spring day. I can't tell you how many times I've attended this event! I never once thought I'd be blown up!
I don't understand?
Today, this celebratory day, a day know as Patriots Day, has been forever marred by the horrific bombings at the finish line at Boylston & Exeter Streets. It is now a crime scene. Two people have died, people have had traumatic amputations, countless others have been injured.
What does it accomplish?
I'm thankful that my family, friends and acquaintances are safe. I'm heart broken that a city that I love and worked in for 25 years is a war zone. I am sending prayers to the injured, the deceased and their families. I'm grateful for the first responders, physicians and nurses who were in harms way and never gave it a thought.
Hug your loved ones!
Update - I have just learned that my cousin's cousin was badly injured and may loose both of her feet, her 17 year old daughter was also badly injured. Both are in surgery. Please pray for them.