Boston

Yesterday morning, I got my outfit ready for work. A red blouse, white skinnies and blue heels. It was at the last moment that I remembered that I had a work seminar and had to dress professionally. I quickly changed and decided that since I loved my outfit so much I would just wear it to work on Tuesday.

Little did I know that on Tuesday, wearing what I’m wearing, I’ll be representing my country.

Yesterday, I attended a work seminar with a colleague and we both left refreshed and inspired to do our job. Although it was an all-day event the hours moved quickly. At 3:30pm, the seminar ended and when I walked outside it was a beautiful 63 degrees.

When I got home I immediately got Izabella ready for a long walk. The sun beating against my face, Izabella’s tongue hanging outside her face, it was the best way to end the day.

Once we got home, I put on the television, did not even bother to glance at it and got Izabella cold water and her dinner.

In the kitchen, I could hear the word bomb but for some reason it did not stop me. After about 15 minutes, I sat on the couch and stared at the television screen. The channel had been left on CNN and then my inspiring day just ended. Within a few seconds, everything changed. Evil had entered my home and my happy spirit quickly left. Tears welled in my eyes and I could not breathe.

As I watched the evil, I also saw something else. Although individuals were aware that two bombs had just gone off, instead of running in the other direction in fear that another bomb might go off, they ran in the direction of the horror. Their minds weren’t on their safety but of the safety of those around them who were not lucky to escape the tragedy.

And then it hit me. There is evil.
But then there is so much good. Just as light overpowers darkness, good overpowers evil. Every single time.

My thoughts and prayers go out to every single person affected by this tragedy.