The weather has turned warmer again.
The sun creeps out.
2 bombs rock the Boston Marathon.
The world continues to turn.
I am saddened by this, an attack on a moment of triumph for so many. Coming first or last, it doesn't matter. It's a test of self, of strength, and it turned into something else...a test of compassion, courage, strength, humanity still, but in the face of tragedy.
But still, the sun is peeking out again. It's actually sunny and drizzling at the same time.
This is rainbow weather.
It's a fleeting moment of sorrow for me, and I feel ashamed that I am glad of that.
However, I can't dwell. I have to find Q a dress for the Spring Sing concert on Thursday.
I have to make dinner. Pick up the house. Strap on my running shoes and start over. I fell behind. Things got hectic for a while and I stopped going. I need to fix that.
I can't fix the world.
But I can keep my corner of it as happy as we can be.
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