I’m sure I’m not alone when I say that I’m still trying to process everything after Monday. I have so many thoughts running through and I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that it was Boston; it was my old neighborhood; it was streets that I walked every single day during college; streets that I walked last summer while on vacation. And as strange as this may seem, streets that I hope to walk again regularly. Despite Monday’s tragedy, I still have a pull back to that city and I hope to call it home again someday.
But as with all tragedy, loss or sadness, there is a time to mourn, feel the pain, and pay respects to those lost and then there comes the time that we must come together, we must persevere and we must begin to move forward.
Today, I’m ready to do that.
Don’t get me wrong, there is still pain, there is still anger and sadness; I still wake up and expect someone to tell me that I had an awful nightmare and that none of this happened. But sadly, I also know that’s not going to happen; this really happened and now I must pick my head up, reach out my hand to help those who need it and keep running because I’m lucky enough to be able to do that.
But that doesn’t mean we all (myself included) couldn’t use a little boost, a little help, a little reassurance and motivation so today I hope to inspire you, your neighbor or your friend that we will get through this and we will persevere.