I have had all kinds of issues with my blog and today I was going to post about a fresh new beginning. Then the bombs at the Boston Marathon finish line went off and well, nothing I had to say was important. I heard an eight year old boy was killed. I wonder if he was there with his parents, if he was watching his mom cross through the line, who was holding his hand when this all happened. I picked up my kids from school as quickly as I could. My thoughts and prayers are with the victims, their families, the rescue workers and all who have been affected. A special shout-out to my friends who were racing and who were very nearby when the chaos began. Be safe and come home soon.
