I don’t even know what to say (or think or write actually).
I can’t imagine what everyone in Boston is going through.
I can’t imagine being there right now in the aftermath of the tragedy.
I can’t imagine being there when it happened.
Being there without my boys.
My heart goes out to all of those affected by this tragedy: runners, spectators, volunteers, medical personnel, police officers…… the list goes on and on.
I want to cry for them.
I want to cry for this horrible thing that happened.
I also want to cry because by the grace of God, I am safe.
I am so blessed.
So blessed to be home.
God works in mysterious ways and He decided to protect us by sidelining me with this injury.
I can’t even express how thankful I am that He chose to keep Andrew and I here.
We should be in Boston until Wednesday. Thank goodness we are not.
I feel guilty.
Guilty that yesterday I was home with my loved ones while so many were witnesses and victims of this horrific event.
Guilty that I was having a hard time not being in Boston and was upset about cancelling our trip.
Guilty that I was feeling sorry for myself because of my injury and that I couldn’t race.
I don’t know why God chose to protect us, but He did.
I am so grateful.
I almost feel undeserving.
Today, let’s pray.
Let’s take every single life moment we have and give thanks for being healthy and safe while we pray for those that aren’t.
I may not be able to run at the moment, but I can walk. I can show support. I can wear this shirt even though I didn’t complete “The Challenge” (this year anyway).
I can give thanks for being protected and for a mighty power looking after me.
I can PRAY.
I can hug and cuddle my boys
a million and one times.
I can be in the moment the best I can today and every day.
And my goodness, I can give thanks for blessings in disguise.
Thank you so much for your emails and comments. It’s so crazy how life happens. Let’s do what we can to help all the others that were not as fortunate.
Has anything like that every happened to you? Something you really wanted didn’t work out, but turned out it was a major blessing in disguise?