Confession Tuesday
It's Confession Tuesday. You know the drill.
This day crept up on me, maybe because last year the Boston Marathon corresponded with spring break for my kids. But here we are, at the one-year mark of the marathon bombings. That whole week in 2013 was weird, for lack of a better word. And then Friday and Saturday turned into a manhunt and self-imposed lockdown for many of us just outside of Boston. It was just a strange and uncomfortable week.
All of my problems seem inconsequential today. This is a day for remembrance and healing. That's all I got--this post and Nick Flynn's beautiful poem "Marathon."
I am grateful for every moment of every day.
#BostonStrong
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This day crept up on me, maybe because last year the Boston Marathon corresponded with spring break for my kids. But here we are, at the one-year mark of the marathon bombings. That whole week in 2013 was weird, for lack of a better word. And then Friday and Saturday turned into a manhunt and self-imposed lockdown for many of us just outside of Boston. It was just a strange and uncomfortable week.
All of my problems seem inconsequential today. This is a day for remembrance and healing. That's all I got--this post and Nick Flynn's beautiful poem "Marathon."
I am grateful for every moment of every day.
#BostonStrong
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