Overwhealmed, Reflection, Perspective of the Boston Marathon

Switching channels isn't doing any good. Every station has the same thing on. Horror at the Boston Marathon. Immediately my mind shifts back to that fateful day of Sept. 11,2001. In the very beginning stages of what happened once that second explosion hit, we knew, in the gut of the American people we knew it happened again. We are under attack on our own streets.

As it was played over and over on the news just as the explosion hits, in my mind it threw me backwards into a stance of reflection. I start imagining what if it had been me or my loved one. I begin to reflect on all the things planned for my life. Flashes quickly pass, if I were killed today are things in order? The things that were a big deal five minutes ago suddenly no longer a big deal.

 Perspective starts to shift your thinking. I can no longer wait to do important things. The definition itself of whats important changes. For you it might be working 50 hours a week becomes less important but spending time with your family and friends becomes important. Impressing outsiders with designer clothes or designer purses is no longer important, but being kind to the stranger on the street seems of utmost importance. Putting the phone down and listening to the kids when they talk instead of half listening becomes important. Forgiving people deserving or not becomes important. Random acts of kindness become important.

I went to get my daughter lunch from her favorite place on Saturday afternoon. They had the TV on the RedSox game. Waiting on her food I began to cry. The stands were full. Even though the day before they were told to stay home, don't leave your house. They shut the city down. But they couldn't keep us down. When horrible things happen to innocent people here in America we instantly drop religious separation, race separation, political party separation, any thing that can divide us falls to the wayside. We stand arm in arm showing the world we are UNITED from sea to shining sea. That's what makes this country so great. It is the resolve deep within the core of the American people. We might fight each other like brothers and sister's do; but NO ONE else is allowed to pick on us.

In the chaos of what happened we found out there were two people responsible, yet we saw hundreds helping. For all the evil that is in the world there is undoubtedly an overwhelming abundance of good. Good will always win against evil.