Run for Boston

The images pouring in from Boston rock me to my core. I cannot imagine the horror and chaos that took place this afternoon. The utter horror and fear on these peoples’ faces makes my stomach hurt. I wish I were there to hold their hand and tell them help was coming. The desecration of such a positive and amazing event is a shame. Momentous achievements were supposed to be celebrated today. Instead, the streets are littered with debris, blood and missing limbs. I can’t imagine the terror still going on at the local hospitals, trying to stabilize these individuals and comfort panic-stricken families.

I wish I could help. I envisioned myself running toward the explosion, not away, adrenaline kicking in to try to salvage whoever I could. I think of why I am getting into the nursing profession and cry for the loss of self, the fears and the loss of life which occurred today. I think of how many people were violated today. How many memories were stolen? Perverted?

I think of why I am getting into the sport of running. I think of why I run… I think of how amazing it felt to accomplish the milestones I have so far, and how one day I wish to be in Boston myself.

I will run for the people affected by today’s destruction.  I will run for the people whose dreams have been stolen. I will run for those who no longer can….

We run for those who can’t…

My heart is heavy tonight. May peace find those desperately in need of it tonight…


Posted on April 16, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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