We are away on vacation this week so news didn't get to as quickly as it usually does. I had a post in my head ready to write but I will save it for another day because my thoughts are with the victims of yesterday's bombing in Boston. Somehow, writing about the silliness and laughter of yesterday's adventure seems inappropriate, although I will work hard to preserve and continue the joy we are having.
Just as images from the Newtown shooting have haunted me for the last few months, so will the face of Martin Richard, the 8 year-old who was waiting with his family for his father to finish the race. How does a family go on in the wake of such unspeakable, unbelievable, meaningless tragedy? The families of Newtown continue; I have watched and paid attention. Some are spurred on by their charge to make a difference in gun control and mental health services.
What missions will come from the bombings in Boston? I suppose that they will develop as we learn more about the motivation behind the bombings. In the meantime, I am left wondering about our safety in this country. After the 9/11 bombings, I felt an enormous sense of vulnerability and concern for the fact that I could not possibly lie my body across my four daughters to save them from the world's craziness. Today, I feel even more vulnerable.
I'm not sure that I will ever enjoy a crowded place again.
- Melanie Meehan
- I taught for several years at a residential school for children with emotional disabilities before staying home after the birth of my second daughter. I returned to teaching, finished my Educational Leadership program in May of 2012, and now work as our district's Writing and Social Studies Coordinator. I have always loved writing and find constant inspiration from my family. Maybe someday, I will get to see my name on the cover of a book!