I didn’t hear the news about what happened in Boston until just before I climbed into bed last night. It is difficult to comprehend such a tragedy, and at times, it’s too painful to try.
Throughout the day, I have found myself fluctuating between wanting to know all the latest news and then having to try to think about something else for a while. I check the news, I check for updates from friends and family on Facebook, then I close everything down and focus on work for a while. It feels like too much to take in all at once.
A scan of Facebook suggests that everyone is dealing with the tragedy in different ways. There are stories of kindness, stories of panic, stories of prejudice, and stories of heroes.
I know that this bombing in Boston is not the only bombing which has happened this month or this week, or even today. But today, my heart is in Boston, with the many people who worked for months and years to reach the Boston Marathon, who stretched their minds and their bodies to the limits to reach their goals, to the people who ran to raise money for charities, to all of the spectators supporting the runners, and to all of the emergency services workers, volunteers, and people passing by who risked their own lives to help others after the blasts.
So please join me in sending thoughts/prayers to everyone affected by this terrible tragedy, and please join me in going for an extra run this week in honor of all of the victims who were passionate about the sport.