There are so many things that I could say about the tragedy that occurred in Boston this week. To be honest, I don't know where to begin.
As some of you know, I live in New Hampshire. Boston is maybe an hour and a half away from me. It's so close to home this time. I know people who live there, who work there, who had family members in the marathon. When 9/11 happened, obviously I was affected. Everyone was affected. But personally I was not. I didn't know anyone there, know people who worked there, or even people visiting.
When this happened in Boston, I thought of the families there to have a fun day. To spend time with each other. And that 8 year old boy, Martin Richard, who lost his life because of some senseless act.
I think of my daughter, and the things I want to take her to and enjoy with her. And how that could all be taken away from me in one second. I think of in a few years when she goes off to school and the dangers that are now there.
But I am also very angry. I want to fight. Fight against whoever did this. And if that means living with no fear, and teaching my daughter to not be afraid -- to be cautious -- but not afraid of living. Then that's what I will do.
I will be the first to say that I worry about EVERYTHING. As soon as I put my daughter to bed at night, my brain starts going over everything that could possibly happen when I'm not right next to her. But the reality is that sometimes you can't help even if you are by their side. It's a harsh reality but it is the truth.
The other part of this whole tragedy that has stuck with me was that photo. That uncensored photo of the young man who had his legs blown off. THAT was what kept me up that night. THAT was all I could think of the next day. And then last night, I find out that he works with a friend of ours. I was relieved to hear he survived and was recovering.
It's too close to home. And it angers me that someone thinks they can do this and expect us to lie down and take it. I am in awe of the amount of people who ran towards the site to help, and the runners that kept running to hospital to give blood. These people are the heroes and the role models of the future of humanity. We need to teach our children kindness, generosity, and helping one another out. We need to teach them to work together to accomplish something. I could say more but I don't want to get political. All I want to say is that this incident happened and people worked together to help and save lives. There were no Democrats, no Republicans, no Conservatives, no Liberals. Just a community of good people doing what they thought needed to be done. I commend each and everyone of them for doing what they did and saving as many people as they could. They are the heroes.
~Mrs. C.
P.S. This is a fundraiser for the young man who lost his legs. Jeff Bauman. Please donate if you can. His medical bills I'm sure are through the roof. Every little bit helps. Please pass it around to your friends as well. Thank you.
http://www.gofundme.com/BucksforBauman
