A million spectators and 36,000 runners Monday turned the page and brought some closure to this terrible tragedy which lives on in our hearts and souls and comes forth through our tears and broken voices.
As baseball season starts up again, I am forcefully reminded that marrying a Boston Sports Fan can sometimes be a challenge.
The Boston Marathon bombings were earth-shattering to many because the unspeakable happened to people and in places where the unspeakable does not happen. It happened to people about whom the media regularly speaks at all.
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If you walk down Boylston Street today, it would seem as if nothing has changed. And yet, everything has. The memory is stained, embedded, and forever lurking in our collective consciousness. One year later, I find myself having fewer answers and asking more questions.
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If you're part of the millennial demographic, you'll definitely want to read this. Especially if you live in Chicago, because that means you're a millennial living in the fourth-best city in the United States for millennials.
Sometimes in life we, as a community of basically good-natured and hopeful individuals, are thrown a very dangerous and tragic curve ball. Sadly, this curve ball affects the tapestry of so many lives
Even more so, I want to focus on the positives that have come from these events and the true meaning of what it means to be a Bostonian. This is what it means to be from Boston.
For more than a decade, I was a familiar face near the finish line. But last year, I missed the Boston Marathon.
By being lucky enough to have lived in and loved that city, I will always be Boston strong. To know the city is to love the city, and I look forward to celebrating hope, strength, and Bostonians on April 21.
On this Marathon Monday, we will feel it all, all over again -- chaos, awe, inspiration, pain, honor and bliss -- but none of us will feel it alone.
For years I've had this dream: Sometimes I'm a bird, other times I'm fully human. Always it's a dive into the ocean. Bird, me as a child, as an adult -- no matter, in the dream, it's straight to the bottom I go. With bloody fingers, with a scratched beak, I try to excavate, to retrieve something hard to see.
Teachers and school officials are often asked to use our own personal strength in times of crisis, but the Boston Marathon bombings presented us with extraordinary circumstances that unquestionably tested our strength.
Tired of the toxicity of hate, and disturbed by the carnage of rockets and bombs, I decided to make a mini-pilgrimage of peace to the final resting place of Khalil Gibran.