Cruel Intentions

Horrifying atrocities happen all over the world, all the time. We become somewhat inured, unless there is a personal element that hits home.

The Boston Marathon bombing has that element for me. I've never been to Boston, but I'm married to a runner who has Boston on his wishlist of marathons - we talked just a couple of weeks ago about when we might get to it. I know and love many runners. I know the excitement of travelling to a great race in a great city, and I know the thrill and anticipation of cheering on the runners and waiting at the finish line. I can only imagine the horror of such a terrorist attack. It seems particularly cruel and cowardly to strike at an event which represents so many hopes and so much hard work.