I don't have words to express what my heart feels when I wake up each Marathon Monday in April.
To me, it represents our five years in Boston and what that wonderful city and those amazing people
are all about. In addition, just days before we moved from there, we experienced the marathon
bombings very closely and intimately. I cry every time I read what I wrote that night.
God is good. Always.
To me, it represents our five years in Boston and what that wonderful city and those amazing people
are all about. In addition, just days before we moved from there, we experienced the marathon
bombings very closely and intimately. I cry every time I read what I wrote that night.
God is good. Always.
