Don't bottle it up.

Thinking about a little trip, in treat yo-self fashion, in the next month or so.

I had been waiting for a reason to wash all the linens, towels, face cloths, and pajamas in a 24-hour period.

Pass the Popsicles. We’ve got a pitiful little girl over here.

It’s the day of the Boston Marathon. A few of the crazy people I periodically run with are challenging what is considered to be one of the ultimate running goals: the Boston Marathon. 

We, their friends and daily running compatriots, all wished them well and said we would cheer them on vicariously via our computer screens and congratulate them upon their return on Tuesday. We know, or at least we think we know the challenges they are up against. We’ve seen the course, we know the time they’ve put in training for this race, and we’re giving them 100% of our support.

Finishing the race should be challenge enough. 

And now they have to worry about the world going haywire at the finish line? How is this even related to anything, I ask you? 

It is, to say the least, frustrating and angering, to think that someone out there is trying to make a point by harming innocent people who hold no ill will against anyone. 

It’s puzzling.

In deciding whether to share this with my 9 year old this afternoon, I elected to give him a heads up as I turned up the radio station and we listened to the CBC news at 5PM as they described the initial scene, carnage and interviews on the street (as it happens, with someone I know locally here in Canada). 

He asked me, “Why?”, and I couldn’t say much more than, “Some people are mad at the United States, and somehow making people hurt is something they think will change the way the US acts” is all I could come up with. I don’t know if I captured the essence of international terrorism completely (nor do I know if I assessed the situation properly), but I don’t really care. At some point, I’ll have to explain 9/11 to him and I’ll do it tearfully and regrettably, and it’ll probably sound similar. 

At any rate, I’m grateful that so many came away from Boston unharmed, and deeply saddened about those who were injured and worse, lost their lives. 

Canada stands behind you, and feels the pain for our southern neighbours.

We wish we could make it all go away.

When will this all go away?