Not the usual celebratory 2.62 miles I usually run on the day of the Boston Marathon. These were quiet miles. Miles ran with a heavy heart.
I still can't believe it happened.
Such things only happen in other countries.
Only happen at malls and movie theaters.
Not at a sporting event where people of all shapes, sizes, colors, nationalities convene.
Not to runners who are one of the most supportive, accepting folks around.
Not to good people like runners.
I ran with a heavy heart.
I pray to God, thanking him for watching over those who are not injured.
I pray to God, asking him to heal, physically and emotionally, those who are injured.
I pray to God, asking him to comfort families who lost their loves ones.
I pray to God, asking him to show us how to stop such evil, and prevent such tragedy.
I pray to God today.
