Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Boston Marathon - One year ago today

One year ago today, my boyfriend and I stood on Boylston St. at mile marker 26 waiting for our friend Jason to pass us so we could cheer him on. We took pictures of the runners, the flags, and the insanity that is the Boston marathon and talked about how lucky we are to live in such an awesome sports city. Jason ran past us, and we decided to walk down to the finish area so we could congratulate him.

We had just passed the finish line when the first bomb went off. We turned around and saw the blast, we heard the screaming and the chaos in the moments afterward, and we held hands and ran down an alley to our office at 501 Boylston. I was shaking horribly, and crying, and almost hysterical - we didn't know if there were more bombs or if there were shooters, or what would happen - and it was the most scared I have ever been in my life. We wanted to try and find Jason, or call his wife, sister, or parents to let them know that we were safe and that we knew Jason was past the finish line, but phone lines were down almost instantly. We made it to the lobby of our office, but decided to head home and ran the almost 2.5 miles to our house, past MGH where there seemed to be ambulances everywhere.

When we got home we still couldn't call out, so all we could do was email and post on Facebook to let our family and friends know that we were safe. We stayed in bed all day, with Lola right up next to us, glued to the TV and internet reports, with me crying most of the day, and we just kept repeating, "we were right there, it could have been us."

I am so amazed by all the outpouring of love we got from friends and family around the world who constantly checked in with us to make sure we were okay and we just kept repeating over and over how lucky we were - had we just been a minute or two slower it would have been us - and how lucky we were that none of our friends or coworkers were hurt or killed. I still think about how lucky we are, and we are both still grateful that we were not hurt, but I also want to thank everyone that reached out to us - I have never felt more loved, so THANK YOU! Boston just keeps on running, and one year later, I love this city even more!