Boston Strong
It was a warm bright sunny day that started off with mimosa and celebrations. Me and a bunch of friends were in Boston to watch our friend who traveled from Reno, Nevada to run her first Boston Marathon. We were all excited to head into the city to have a fun day. I hadn’t been to Boston in years and I was excited to be there and it was my first time at the marathon.
The city streets were filled with tons of people in good moods just there to celebrate the runners. The energy was contagious, you couldn’t help but feel excited and happy to be there. We celebrated with some mimosas while we watched the runners pass by us from the bar where we were.
We spent a few hours there and on the street cheering on the runners and waiting for our friend to pass. Around 2:45pm my friends and I decide to find our friend who was running the marathon and head to the finish line. One of my friends said she had to go to the bathroom first and the other said lets go this way to get away from the crowd and meet them on the other side of the finish line. And with that decision half of our friends turned left and the rest of us turned right.
Within a few minutes of our decision to turn right we heard our first bang, we stopped in our tracks and said what was that? Then the second and then we knew something was wrong with the police started running towards the explosion.
The time after the explosion were was like a controlled chaos. We tried to find our friends who were missing only to find out they were hit by the bomb and in the hospital. That day seemed to drag on forever waiting for see how they were doing.
Looking back on that day I am thankful that a last minute decision saved our lives and kept us safe. You really don’t know what life will throw at you and how quickly it can change. It is truly important to live your life to the fullest each and every day and be grateful for everything you have been given.
