Sorry for the absence, but one thing I refuse to do is write just for the sake of writing….
This last week has been an interesting time. My wife, Alison (aka Racingtales) ran the Boston Marathon. She called me after she finished (3:44) and collected her things. She was feeling fine, but I really didn’t know what her plans were as she had a number of friends still on the course for whom she could have returned to the finish line to greet. Within a few minutes of speaking with her, I got a phone call from a friend about the bombing.
A surreal feeling took over. I called Alison immediately. Fortunately she was safe in her hotel room two blocks away. RELIEF…ENORMOUS RELIEF. For the two hours afterwards, I ran a communications center at the house letting all of our friends and family know she was fine. I was very touched by the amazing outpouring of concern.
My boys were aware of what happened and they knew their Mom was safe. But I could visibly see the relief on my older son’s face when he spoke to his Mom. Knowing that Alison was in Boston resulted in a rough night sleep as my mind played through scenarios of airport closures resulting in a need for me to drive to Boston to get Alison. Fortunately, this never happened. Alison called Tuesday morning as she headed to the airport. Kudos to JetBlue for getting her on the next flight out with all fees waived.
I picked Alison up at National Airport and we got home in time to meet the kids on their way out of school. Our older son dropped his backpack and ran to Alison as soon as he saw her. Our younger son did the same a minute later. I hadn’t realized the extent to which they were impacted by the bomb. Being able to hug their mother made everything seem OK.
Of course, everything is not OK. We’ve been reminded once again about how precious life is and about how quickly it can be taken away. I can’t imagine the pain of the Richards’ family whose live were changed forever as their son was killed and daughter severely injured. This boy could have easily been my son had we traveled to Boston.
We’ve been reminded about how important it is for every single one of us to be vigilant and observant. We hold the key to our safety by knowing what is going on around us.
We’ve been reminded about how brave and dedicated our law enforcement officers and first-responders are and that they risk their lives (and sometimes sacrifice their lives) for our safety.
We’ve been reminded about how trivial our differences are and how race, religion and even political affiliation become unimportant during times of crises.
Finally, we’ve been reminded about the resolve of our people… the residents of the US. The people of Boston and the surrounding communities have endured a lot and are standing up to support the victims (as are many around this great country). Many runners, Alison included, have vowed to return to Boston and make next years’ marathon one to remember!
#BostonStrong (and that is not so hard for this Yankees fan to say at times like this).