A year ago today…
A year ago today I was in Farmington, Maine. Four hours away from my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts. I was sitting on the floor of my college dorm room working on the biggest project of my college career. I had blocked facebook for several hours and was feeling better about surviving my senior year of college.
I decided to reward myself with a break to check in on the world that lived outside my room and was devastated. I do not know how to accurately put into words how I was feeling or how I reacted to the news following the Boston Marathon bombings. Devastated, helpless, shocked, everything was wrong.
Half my family was supposed to flying home from Ireland that day, and so many of my friends and family were in Boston that day. All I could think of was why I wasn’t there and why I couldn’t do anything to help. I was four hours away, in the middle of nowhere Maine surrounded by people who reacted in various ways.
I had friends at school who were also from the Boston area who were a great support system during that time. I felt that they were the only people who were around me that I could relate too. I had many other people who came up to me asking what they could do to help and trying to empathize with me. I tried as best as I could to be accepting of their feelings but it was hard to relate with them when they kept saying “I know how you feel, I was in Boston last year.”
Home. A place where you are supposed to feel comfortable, and safe.
"I don’t pretend to know what the fallout from these bombings will be. I can only tell you what it felt like, as someone who grew up in Boston, to be far from home when it abruptly became a different place altogether." (http://www.wupr.org/2013/04/16/the-next-marathon/)
As I end this random collection of thoughts from the past year, I’ll end with my feelings from April 15, 2013.
my thoughts are with those who have been impacted by the events at the Boston Marathon. To everyone I know in the city today, please be safe. <3