in my thoughts, boston.

Can’t really find the words I want to write. But can’t stop thinking about the disgusting, cowardly, horrible bombings in Boston yesterday. Especially of that 8 year old boy who was killed. Cause I have an 8 year boy with a similar gap-toothed smile, who is also a big time little-leaguer, who is also making his communion soon. Can’t fathom. So sad and so stupid and just a total waste. I have that same pit in my stomach I had during 9/11 and for weeks (months?) afterward. Why does this have to happen? Does it solve any problems for those doing these things? You can’t go to school, or to work, or to a sporting event, or on a plane. How do you live in this world? I don’t know.

Thinking of you, Boston.