I’m not going to write about Boston.  In fact, I don’t feel like writing about much of anything tonight.  There isn’t a thing I can say that hasn’t already been said. In my opinion, at times like these, words simply fall short in expressing our collective and personal feelings.  And yet, writing about anything else feels wrong, weird and unimportant.

So with blessings to all those impacted by this disaster -working mothers and fathers and their children and more – I say good night.


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