I still feel hesitant about blogging after what happened at the Boston Marathon. I know we will eventually have to move on, but it still feels so fresh. I mean, it was only two days ago. That’s hardly enough time to process it. It also hits close to home for me; I used to live in Boston, I have many friends and family members that live there, and I am a runner. I so wish I could run in honor of Boston today…I will crutch an extra few blocks instead.
I will say that Monday’s bombing has put my injury into harsh prospective. I feel really guilty for having complained at all. So many people have lost limbs, and here I was complaining about being on crutches for a few months. At least I have my leg and foot, and I will walk on it again soon. But these spectators and runners have lost limbs and now face an incredible challenge. My attitude has changed to being thankful for what I have, not upset over what is merely a speed bump.
Still sending you love, Boston.