Physically I'm doing pretty good. I've been doing more cooking and picking up around the house. I even pulled some weeds yesterday. That is a first in three years...
However, I've had a big sad all week. I live near Boston and the bombing at the marathon has affected me greatly. Every time I hear anything about it I want to cry. I don't know anyone directly that was injured or killed. However, last year my son worked at a store that was right next to the bombing site and the windows were blown out of the building. My son took pictures at the finish line exactly where one of the bombs was placed. He almost went into the city to take pictures again this year but he decided to stay home this year instead. Whew! OMG, I don't know what I would do if he got hurt. I love him so much. That was too close.
Two days prior to the race I was in Boston with him. He pushed me around Harvard Square in my wheelchair. We had a wonderful afternoon together. We saw lots of people with marathon jackets on. People that were here for the race on Monday. I have no idea if they got hurt. My son has been wearing his marathon jacket since Monday. He got it when he worked security a few years ago.
Today I'm up watching live coverage of Watertown where they have already killed one of the suspects and are currently searching for the second guy. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to sleep at all. Much much too much violence. The two guys killed an MIT officer. I used to work there. I used to live the next town over from Watertown and I used to shop and get medical services in Watertown. I know these streets where all the shooting has occurred. I hate this. I don't understand why people would do this.
I'm tired. I'm upset. I'm scared. I'm about half an hour away from the action but still much too close for comfort. This shouldn't be happening here. Yes, people die from gunshots in Boston but they are in the bad neighborhoods. It isn't two guys driving around Cambridge and Watertown and who knows where else.