Boston Marathon Bombing

Along with the entire country, I have been closely following news this week, watching to find out more on the horrible bombing incident at the Boston Marathon. There was no doubt in my mind that we would catch the cruel terrorist(s) that was/were behind something so evil. I felt such anger and hatred for whoever was behind this, and painted the ugliest picture in my head of what they might look like. Of what evil might look like. Never in my mind did it look like this.

This is a little boy, with wide, innocent looking doe eyes. He is 19 years old, the same age as my daughter. I can't imagine what has happened in his short life to make him even think of doing something so horrific, let alone acting it out. His name is Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, and according to reports, he and his brother Tamerlan Tsarnaev (who died in a police shoot out) are responsible for the bombing. 

I am very proud of the city of Boston, for the way they responded to the bombing. I loved hearing all the stories of the people coming together to help those in need, both physically and emotionally. This is the only good thing to come out of the bombing. Instead of being discouraged by mankind (two lone people acting this evil out), I am choosing to be inspired by the hundreds of strong, brave and compassionate people that rallied around each other in this time of need.

The Boston city Police worked tirelessly to find the people responsible for this cruel act. I am so grateful to them, and I know the entire city of Boston has shown their gratitude to them as well.

The news reported that people were cheering in the streets when Dzhokhar was finally captured. 

I understand that the people must have felt so relieved that they were no longer in harm. They were showing their gratitude to the police for keeping them safe. I only hope that these picture don't translate differently in other countries. This was not a witch hunt, and these people are not cheering because they will get revenge on this boy. They are cheering because no other innocent people will be hurt by some one that was obviously out to do just that.

I am so sad for all those in Boston who lost loved ones, or were injured by this senseless act. But I am also sad for this 19 year old boy, who some how was so misguided and jaded. His life is over now too... and for what? 

The youngest victim of the bombings was Martin Richard. He was only 8 years old, but this picture taken of him earlier proves that he may have been the wisest of us all.

God Bless his precious little soul, as well as all the other victims in Boston.