"A bomb just went off" a nurse said to me while I was walking into a patient's room. "Where" I said, thinking somewhere in the country, people were suffering, but when she said "finish line" my heart stopped. I started running through expected finish times of when my friends and family and where exactly my friends were that were watching that day. But I had to keep a sense of calm for all my interactions the rest of the day with everyone I came into contact with, which was near to impossible. Could patients be discharged home, and how many victims would be passing through our doors, let alone walking down the hallway to see armed police everywhere. This as my small city, that I have always felt so safe in, and I could not wrap my head around what I was hearing and seeing.
As friends came back to work, telling their stories, no one had a dry eye. I found myself always on the brink of tears, and there was just too much pain, from one of Boston's best days of the year and since I was little to one of my favorite days.
Running has always been a way that I deal with stress, I have to move, and as a physical therapist I have always been grateful that I do have a body that works. I think of my patients that would love to go for a run, jog or a walk, and I think...God, why am I complaining that I have a stitch in my side. But, that week, and the weeks that followed, I had to run and run to let off the feelings that I had to keep inside at work. I will never forget, as I was running around the river, there was a man, that I saw daily, running while holding an American Flag on a pole. Other runners would clap as he would run by, say some acknowledgement to him, or simply nod. I could only smile and nod at him, pretend to wipe sweat from my eyes, as I could not even begin to control the tears, that were just streaming down my face.
I am so grateful, that I can walk, skip and run, and try not to take these things for granted, but most of the time I do. I take for granted that I can feel the sand on my feet in summer, or the cold water of the Cape, hug my family with both arms or can go anywhere in the city and not worry what environmental obstalces will be there. So that is why I could not be prouder to help raise money for the One Fund, that helps support victims of April 15, 2013. The victims, their friends and family were not only affected that day, but continue to be affected, and will be affected for years to come. There are visible scars that need healing, as well as the ones that are inside, and can cut as deeply.
The One Fund helps heal. Boston came together as a city with the country behind us, and I was never prouder until the day, I found out that I am running Boston 2014, my 1st marathon to raise money for the One Fund. There is a sense of helplessness when tragedy strikes, loss of control, but what better way than to take some back, to raise money for the fund, that directly helps those impacted.
I would be so grateful for any donation and very appreciative!
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