Boston – My Heart Is With You
There’s no way to understand the explosions in Boston yesterday. There’s no way to explain it so our little ones understand. It is so hard to accept the evil in this world. I cannot imagine the horror of competing in one of the biggest races in the world, only to be met with a bomb at the finish line.
Our day yesterday started out differently than most. My son had an appointment for surgery to remove his wisdom teeth. All four of them were to be extracted under general anesthetic, at the Montefiore Children’s Hospital in the Bronx. We were up and out of the door by 6.30 am, supper already bubbling away in the slow cooker.
We got home after a successful surgery, and I had picked up some meds and treats for the patient. I sat down to try to take care of some work while he was resting. After about an hour I checked my personal FB to see what was going on, only to see the initial reports of the Boston bombing.
I was glued to the internet for the rest of the day, tearing myself away only to minister to my healing son, and to hug the rest of the boys when they came home. There is so much to say, but no words with which to say it.
Today I want to keep my kids close, wrap them in bubble wrap and never let them out of my sight. But that gives evil the upper hand. Our lives must continue. Terror cannot win.