As I write this, I am on a flight home from Las Vegas. It has been a long day with delayed, and then changed flights due to weather in Denver (my connecting flight). In this moment, I feel many things, but concern for my small problems, is not one of them.
I am not concerned for the way my day unfolded. I’m not even sure if, because of the airline change, my luggage will even make it home, nor do I care.
All I can picture is my husband and two girls sleeping soundly and I can’t wait to see them. For in that moment, I will be ‘home’ and all will be right in my world. In that second, that fleeting moment that I am with my family and they are healthy and happy, I am complete.
Today was a devastating day in Boston. The Boston Marathon was abruptly stopped when two bombs were detonated within seconds of each other right at the finish line. At this moment, I know that three are confirmed dead and about 100 are injured in hospital.
A day in Boston, that should have been filled with laughter, smiles and memories, will forever be shadowed by fear, loss and helplessness. I’ve had moments of tears today as I read that an eight year old boy will never experience a life that many of us take for granted. That people who were lucky enough to escape death, did so at a price as limbs were lost, or will need to be amputated.
I won’t even try to understand how and why this happened, there is no understanding such a callous, evil act. I can only offer my sincerest condolences to those families and friends who are experiencing a loss that can’t be described or understood by those of us who have never walked that horrible road.
To my daughters, when you grow up, there will undoubtedly be more instances like the one today. Even though I am hesitant to let you out in to this world, I know that you need to venture on your own.
A day will come when you will leave our nest and I hope I am strong enough to let you go. For I know that your path is your own to walk. I can only hope that I said everything that needed saying and taught you everything you needed to learn to make a positive impact in this world.
The world needs your light for it seems like such a dark place today.
Sending love and comfort out to the universe, I hope that it falls on those who need it most.
Sheri publishes, and writes at This Bird’s Day where she shares all of the thoughts in her head without the voices. Sticking mainly with content for Canadians, Sheri shares family stories, product information and anything that fits into her (and her family’s) daily activities.