I'm not going to lie. The tragedy at Boston in a crowd of people celebrating on a regular, ordinary day has freaked me out. We are supposed to go into New York City next Saturday and I'm all skittish.
But in the midst of loss and horror at the Boston Marathon, I try to remember that there was also good. The human spirit at its finest. People at their best. Heros in the calamity.
It makes me want to venture out into the world... cautiously, sure.
You gotta bet on the good guys.
My babies are growing up in a world I sometimes don't understand with human beings I understand even less.
But they are also growing up in a world full of good. I pray that they not just reap the benefits of that good, but contribute to it for a long, long time.
"The most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform,
to love and to be greater than our suffering."
~ Ben Okri