Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Thinking about Boston

Photo of Comm Ave. in Boston from my archives.


I spent pretty much all day yesterday with my family.  My sister and niece came over for a lunch play date after we picked the girls up from school and I flipped through my news alert when I saw the winners of the Boston Marathon.  I went to college in Boston, one of the most beautiful and historic cities in the US and definitely the best place to go to school, and I started to remember marathon Mondays of my past.  Patriot's Day is a day of fun and celebration but yesterday was awful and my heart goes out to the entire city of Boston and everyone affected by those senseless, cowardly, tragic acts.

When I saw the alert about the bombs I was with the baby and couldn't (wouldn't) turn the television on.   Instead we spent the afternoon playing with her blocks and dollhouse and pretending to be underwater scientists, a game she invented since apparently when she grows up she wants to be "a doctor who goes under water to look at animals like whales and sea lions."  I don't want her to see it even if she can't possibly understand it.  The truth is that I can't understand it either.  It brought back a lot of hideous memories and the overwhelming dread of "what could be next?"  There are places in this world where these things happen all the time and it scares me so much and I greatly respect the resilience of the people who have to face these atrocities every single day.  One day I'll have to explain all of this to my daughter and my unborn son but that day is not today.  I don't know if I'll have any answers when the time comes but I'm hoping that this world starts going in another direction where there will be fewer of these incidents to have to live through.



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