At the risk of sounding redundant, what happened in Boston is horrible. I heard about the bombings just as I was leaving work yesterday, and watched the news once I got home…but it wasn’t until much later in the evening that I lay in bed and truly felt grief.
Grief because, as with all events like this, it was just so pointless. Grief because, although I watched the towers fall from a rooftop in Brooklyn on 9-11, I cannot imagine how it must feel to be at “ground zero” when tragedies like this happen. And, of course, grief for the people in Boston killed, injured and just plain traumatized.
I wish the news would stop sensationalizing the story with gory details. I wish people on facebook would stop taking the opportunity to connect the bombing to a political party, or to relate it to gun-control legislation, or to “remind” everyone that the U.S. bombs other countries all the time. None of those soap-box views will bring relief to those who have suffered because of this tragedy. The best thing for people to do right now would be to band together and see how they can help, even if that just means keeping those affected in their hearts by sending thoughts of peace in their direction.
Rainbow photo taken at the Five Birch Perch two summers ago