I've had a week to chew on and digest what the heck happened in Boston. Between being a marathon runner, having my brother and other family in Boston and knowing a couple Boston Marathon runners...the news last Monday hit me like a punch to the gut. I wasn't sure if I was scared or angry or surprised or...WHAT! My mind was racing a hundred miles an hour but the calm finally took over as I was reminded about something on Facebook...yes, Facebook.
"When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, "Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping." To this day, especially in times of "disaster," I remember my mother's words and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world." -Fred Rogers
It was so crazy to see how many people ran TOWARDS the explosions. Those in the refreshment turned medical tent remarked on how oddly calm everyone was in the middle of the chaos. How literally, people were giving the shirts off their backs and the belts from their pants to be used as tourniquets. When you stop to think about the fact that not one person who came through that tent passed away from their injuries is nothing less than a miracle and due largely because of the selfless acts of their fellow human beings. And that's what I choose to remember when anyone brings up April 15th, 2013. Humanity.