My City.
Boston, Massachusetts.
My family doesn't think this counts as an M word, because I've never actually lived there, but Maine is close enough. We root for the Patriots, the Red Sox, the Celtics and the Bruins. After 9/11, my husband and I fled to the comfort of the Boston LDS temple, and wished everyone could feel the peace that was there. Every year, we go to Boston for our anniversary. I've walked the Freedom Trail all by myself and with other people. We've played in the Duck Pond, and I cried with everyone else when Vinnie T's went out of business.Or how about Marathon? There's an M word. Do you have any idea how many of the pep talks that run through my head involve marathons? My love and prayers go out to everyone affected by today's tragedy.
Here's my facebook status from earlier today:
There are so many things I want to share, about how much I love Boston, and how my heart hurts to think of what happened there today; and about J..., who is leaving for New York in the morning. I guess I'm especially grateful for this feeling of peace about letting her go. Given my propensity to worry, this is an unexpected blessing. The world is a crazy place, where terrible things happen sometimes, but it is also filled with good people.
Wow. The timing is eerie. Did you write this before the bombs? I don't know what else to say. Very sad. My deepest sympathies to the victims and their families.
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