The Boston Marathon has always been a day of strength and celebration.
We, together, stand along the sidewalks with signs, horns, and loud encouraging shouts, motivating each runner as they head towards the finish line that seemed so far away 26.2 miles ago.
We, together, celebrate the victories, the struggles, the sweat, and the tears.
There are no words. My heart aches. My stomach is in knots.
This feeling of emptiness, anger, pain, and sadness has consumed my mind and the mind’s of so many others, not just here in Boston, but in cities around the world.
We, together, need to find light in this darkness.
We, together, need to pray for strength and healing.
We, together, need to let love conquer all, in a world filled with so much hate.
“Boston is a tough and resilient town, so are its people. I’m supremely confident that Bostonians will pull together, take care of each other, and move forward as one proud city and as they do, the American people will be with them every single step of the way.” – President Obama
To those brave citizens who helped each and every victim involved in this terrible attack…You are a hero.
You are the light, You are the love, You are the angels.
Boston, Your My Home