As we mourn the victims of the Boston Bombing, i am reminded of the heartache we felt just a few short months ago when we mourned the victims of the Newtown Shooting. And then shortly before that, the victims of the Movie Theatre Massacre. I could go on, but my heart hurts just trying to express how undeniably sad I am, with words that just cannot do these tragedies justice. Just the word TRAGEDY alone seems like a household name now, too common to contain what it really is supposed to define. With each and every occurrence of evil that befalls my world, a little piece of my soul just disappears. I cannot fathom where such indescribable acts can possibly come from. I do not understand, and therefore I continue to mourn. I sit at my desk, trying to get through my day, and fulfill my work responsibilities and rush home to my husband and children, grateful that they are home to greet me. My brain cannot comprehend what it would be like to come home to sadness, day in and day out. What heartache must be like for those who lose a child, or a spouse, or a sibling, or a friend...to such a senseless act.
The news channels are repeating horrific, war-like footage of the attacks, using words like "amputation" and "carnage" and "shrapnel". How is this not war? How does this happen in the city that i LOVE, on a day that is supposed to celebrate the amazing physical abilities of athletes from around the world, from the elite to the amateurs?
As in past tragedies...we will not let evil win. Our reaction to this action...will bring us together once again. As a city, as a Nation. WE WILL NOT LET YOU WIN...NOT NOW. NOT EVER.
