A heavyhearted community is best cared for by a heavyhearted leader. This takes energy, attention, and compassion. Sometimes we feel that we cannot bear the great weight this task places upon us.Even as we embody this heavy emotional weight, we too are sustained by the community we strive to support.
I understand the instinct: the need to connect, to empathize, to be a part of an experience. It's why we call them "shared experiences"; why we call them "national tragedies." In the nitty-gritty though, they are not. They are not shared and they are not national -- they are so very deeply personal.
Last week's news is this week's reality. I can't bring myself to write about anything except what happened this past week in Boston -- the explosions and their devastation on Boylston Street at the finish line of our cherished Boston Marathon on April 15, and the helicopter hovering over our condo, whirring all day long just last Friday, April 19 -- until Suspect #2 was captured.