I moved here eight months ago. Last week as I was getting off the T, I thought to myself, "when did I become a city girl?" It seemed the shift had occured without me noticing. When I first got here, I was terrified. Scared I was going to get off the wrong train stop, scared every person I passed at night was going to mug me, scared of all the unfamiliar noises.
Until, suddenly, I stopped being scared. Now, I can give directions to visitors on the T, I still walk carefully at night, but don't jump every time someone passes me and the unfamiliar noises have blended seamlessly into my city life. I officially recognize myself as a Bostonian.
So, this week, I had no words. I couldn't understand why someone would attack my beloved city, at an event which is the epitome of Boston. The day had started out so beautiful and sunny. I watched the runners pass with friends and was so excited to take part in their inspiring journey of 26.2 miles. And then the day turned, and everything that was once excitement morphed into pure terror.
I am so blessed that my friends who were watching near the finish line were unharmed physically. I am so blessed that I chose to watch the marathon five miles away. But, my heart cries for all of the people harmed and the three people who died.
I've been struggling with all the dark that seems to be in our world. I feel like horrible things keep happening and this week I was deeply discouraged. However, I was talking to Mike last night about what I was feeling and he asked me two important questions:
Can you name three beautiful things that you saw today?
Can you name twenty people that you know are doing good in the world?
And I answered with three beautiful things and twenty people I know who have dedicated their lives to doing good.
Mike reminded me that there is so much light in the world. He reminded me why I chose to come to graduate school in this city and why I am working towards a degree in which I can help others:
I believe in the light. I believe people have an inherent ability to be peaceful and love one another completely. And although, darkness shrouded Boston on Monday, so much light still shone through. People lovingly helped one another, people checked in with one another, people fought for peace.
So, I will keep working for the light, even with a heavy heart. Because
I believe in the light.
I love you, Boston.
*Later tonight, I will announce the iTunes Giftcard Give Away*
Beautifully written. I have been looking forward to reading your thoughts on this tragedy since your post about the marathon. Glad you and your friends are safe!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much love!!
DeleteThis is wonderful and so beautiful and couldnt be anymore true. There are no words for the people who helped out. I had a cousin working in the medical tent. Just like the victims and their families, the lives of those who helped will be changed forever. They are hero's. Did you watch the Bruins tribute last night? I dont like hockey but watched and had so many tears in my eyes. We live 45 minutes from Boston but there's still such an impact. Boston is amazing. Sooo glad you and your friends are safe!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! And the people who have been helping out are so incredible and inspire me so much! They are a constant reminder that the world is indeed full of light
DeleteI love this post. It's scary the things that are happening in this world and I don't know if it's because we're getting older or recognize it more, or if the world really is becoming a scarier place to live in. There's been posts about the Mr. Rodgers quote that says even in bad times, good people keep running to help the hurt. It's really comforting and all you can really do is pray. So glad you and your friends are safe!! Continue to be cautious, but don't be scared. I think when you are scared is when evil really wins.
ReplyDeleteThank you!! And beautiful comment. The Mr. Rogers quote is my favorite and reminds me to not be scared but look for the beauty that there is in life,especially in times of darkness
DeleteThis is a really beautiful post, LB. I can only imagine the shock you must be processing right now, especially having officially assimilated to the city and called it your own. I think about how much more intensely I would feel it if it was Austin (although it's still very intense for me).
ReplyDeleteThank you for an uplifting perspective on this tragedy. The light is always better!
Thank you so much, Beth!! :)
DeleteWhat a great post- thanks for sharing how you are feeling. Big hugs!!!
ReplyDeleteBIG HUGS love!!!
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