I don’t usually write these kind of posts, but to say that this week’s tragedy in Boston rocked me to my core would be an understatement. When we are not visiting our Maine house (that I blog about), we live in the suburbs of Boston close to my husband’s work, so this tragedy hit close to home. I have family members who work in Boston. My step- daughter was working four blocks from the explosions on Monday. On Tuesday, my husband had to fly into Logan Airport, and we were not sure if it was going to be open. There was a lot of police presence as I drove into the city to pick him up at the airport. Many of my family members and friends live in the communities that were told to stay inside their homes and lock the doors. My brother lives in the town next to Watertown (where they caught suspect #2), and he could hear the gunfire on Thursday night from his house. Boston was a war zone. It was a scary and traumatic week, and I am glad it is over.
I kept thinking of the day before, Sunday. I had gone to the Patriot’s Day Parade with my grandson. He was so happy. Just like the marathon, there were crowds and families enjoying a wonderful parade. It broke my heart to think that it could have just as easily happened at the parade. At the same time, it was the remembrance of his smiles from the day before that comforted me.
Two people reigned terror on the city of Boston, but thousands blanketed the community with their goodness, compassion, prayers, bravery and heroism. As the frightening events unfolded over the week, I watched people instinctively coming to the help of others over and over again. It gave me hope and faith in humanity. Although there will always be evil lurking, I just witnessed how good triumphs over evil with my own eyes, and I feel empowered.
amen, mary! there are always millions of good people per one bad person…. always.
Yes this was a terrible week in our USA. But we have seen that we are not going to let this EVIL take over our lives. It is wonderful and it gives me hope that we will stand strong and help each other out in times like these. God is looking over us!!
A beautiful heart felt post Mary! Such unimaginable horror affects us all and we must believe that good triumphs over evil.
This is such a moving post, Mary. I can’t even imagine what a frightening week you had. We are all in awe of the bravery of those that risked their lives and those that came to the aid of others during this ordeal. I truly hope your life gets back on track soon now that the worst is over.
XO,
Jane
It was a terrible week Mary but as you said it did bring out the best in many people. Lets hope that this kindness reigns and that this madness stops.
gracious. so scary to be so close!! so inspiring to see how people can come together though; i’d love to skip down for next year’s marathon; I bet it will be amazing. good will overcome!
You must have been so scared for your brother Mary! When it hits so close to home like that, it’s even more horrifying. Something like this definitely unites people.
Kelly
Well said Mary. How frightening to have been so close to the place that tragic event took place. My heart goes out to everybody who suffered loss and witnessed such a horrible sight that day.