Waking up this morning felt surreal. Could those explosions at the Boston Marathon have been real!?! Yes. Those shocking, devastating, horrific explosions were real, haunting, numbing, and disturbingly real.
Boston has been my home for the past 10 years and everyday I am proud to call myself a Bostonian. Yesterday was scary and while I am so grateful that my family and friends were unharmed, I ache for those who cannot say that this morning. I pray for them and for those who are providing care to the wounded. I pray for those three individuals who died, their families. I pray for the victims and the families of those still in hospitals.
As President Obama stated last night, Boston is a proud and resilient town. We are fiercely independent as Patriot’s Day is a testament to and celebration of. Nothing like this was ever expected, let alone imagined in our little city. I pray that nothing like this ever occurs here again. This attack puts so much in perspective. Thinking about those in cities around the world who experience this type of violence on a more frequent basis makes me sad for our human family. We need to stop this senseless bloodshed, take care of each other, and recognize the humanity in us all.