Shortly before leaving work, I learned of the explosions during the Boston Marathon. While this will not be a "flashbulb memory" for me, I am haunted tonight by TV, Facebook, and Twitter images. I just don't understand the violence in this world. Whether this act of terrorism was foreign or home-grown, so many lives are now forever changed. Frankly, I am scared and feel like a little girl who just wants her mom and dad to make everything better.
Today's incident, of course, only brought to mind the other tragedies that have befallen this country in April: Waco (1993), Oklahoma City (1995), Columbine (1999), and Virginia Tech (2007). If they haven't already, the conspiracy theorists are likely spinning some stories of how all these incidents are related to one another. That's hardly the point, though.
I'm heavy-hearted tonight. There are no other words; just sadness.
