It’s been an emotional few days here in Boston. The whole city is just shell-shocked, stunned. Desperately looking for someone to blame, a reason why, so they can get some closure. My feeling is that such random acts of violence never have a cause that can truly make sense. They are the product of an angry, twisted, damaged soul, and a mind that is sick and in need of healing. My heart goes out to the people whose lives have been forever changed, and there are no words to express my grief and sympathy.
Instead, I just have a few pictures. I took a long walk on Tuesday, just thinking and wandering, and I saw flowers everywhere, the first little bits of spring. Looking at them gave me a little bit of peace and hope in these troubled days, so I thought I’d share them all with you. I feel like at this point, I should have something deep and profound to say, but I don’t. Instead, I’m going to share something beautiful with all of you, and hope that we can all find some comfort through all of this. It’s been amazing to see how willing and eager people are to help, especially in a city that is often mentioned as being cold and unfriendly. When it comes down to it, the people of Boston do feel a strong connection to each other. We are all affected, and we all grieve for those who have lost someone. We should remember that when this tragedy is just a terrible memory rather than something so immediate.
And, on the topic of new life, here’s a picture of a baby that finally got borned. He’s even wearing his owl hat that I made him! I didn’t know this, but apparently his daddy is obsessed with owls, so the baby things I made him were extremely appropriate. (You can see them here.) His name is Nicholas Jr, and although I am a firm believer in the fact that all babies are cute, weird little alien faces notwithstanding, I think this little guy is EXCEPTIONALLY adorable. I’m surprised his mom let anyone else hold him, she was looking at him like he was the most beautiful little miracle ever.
Which maybe he is.