On Monday morning, Elfe and I got up bright and early to go to a free children's musical event at the New England Conservatory, near Symphony Hall in Boston. While we were there, we ran into a little boy Elfe played soccer with two years ago, with his mom and younger sister. After the event was over we grabbed an early lunch, and then on our way back to the train station to go home we ran into the boy and his family again, also coming from an early lunch at another restaurant in the area. We took the kids over to the reflecting pool at the Christian Science center, to run off some energy on the grass and the giant plaza around the pool. It was a gorgeous day, and the boy's mom suggested that we walk the short distance over to the Boston Marathon finish line to see the later waves of runners coming in. I was tired from waking up early, and I don't like crowds, and I knew the elite Ethiopian runners would already be long gone at that point, and all I really wanted to do was go home and take a nap...
We didn't go.
- This week I am very thankful that my borderline anti-social tendencies and extreme dislike of crowds kept us away from the scene of a tragedy.
- I am also very thankful that as far as I can tell right now, no one I know personally was among the victims.
- Finally, I am thankful that last year I overcame my aversion to crowds to watch S run the marathon for the very first time in the 20 years I've lived in Boston. Having seen it last year, I now understand why so many people consider the Boston Marathon so special...and why no one will take that away from the city and the people who are devoted to the Marathon. I predict 2014 will be the biggest Boston marathon ever!
Hope you and all your loved ones are safe.