Written on April 16, 2013 at 12:29 pm , by Jonna Gallo
Of course it was natural to react with shock and horror yesterday afternoon as news of bombings came out of Boston. One minute, it was adrenaline-fueled runners, their loved ones and volunteers whooping it up at the finish line. Then, in an instant, came mushroom clouds, debris, fear, anger and uncertainty. Hearing later that among the lives lost was an 8-year-old boy, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. As the mom of an 8-year-old boy, I did the only thing I could think of, which was drift into his dark room, stroke his cheek, then listen to him inhale and exhale in quiet measure for a long, long time. So many prayers to all affected but especially the family of Martin Richard, shown here in a photo that went viral on Facebook this morning. Sometimes there just aren’t any right words. The picture says it all.