Boston - that's where my thoughts are today...
I'll be back to blogging about Paris tomorrow. My heart just isn't in it today. Instead, my thoughts are with the people who were injured by the explosions near the finish line of the Boston Marathon and with the families who lost loved ones.
Unable to pull myself away from the horrific images on television last night, I was reminded of my discussion with a Haitian taxi driver when I arrived in Boston a couple of weeks ago. While sitting at a red light on Boylston Street, the man pointed at all of the banners fluttering from the lamp posts and asked if I would be in town for the Boston Marathon. When I replied that I wouldn't be there, he told me that it's a wonderful time to visit the city because the event attracts runners from around the world. Convinced by the driver's obvious enthusiasm, I promised to go to the marathon one of these years. And I will. Our world needs international sporting events to foster mutual understanding between nations and bring people closer together.
But for now, my thoughts and prayers are with the people whose lives have been altered forever by this tragedy.
Thank you to everyone who sent emails and messages asking about my children. Your concern and support has been heartwarming. Both Sara and Philippe are safe, although it was disturbing to see the location of the bomb blasts because they were very close to Philippe's apartment on Newbury Street. Fortunately, he spent the afternoon working across the river in Cambridge rather than watching the marathon. Sara is currently in New York.