Life Finds A Way

A baby boom in Boston in approximately 38 weeks due to Friday's lock down.  Life finds a way. 

This was my tweet/FB post this morning.  I have to admit that it was my husband who thought of it.  He said to me yesterday afternoon while we were watching the news coverage, "I bet they are going to have a baby boom in January."  So, it got me thinking.  The plan of the terrorists was to kill Americans, not make more of them!  And I'm sure that's what happened with Friday's lock down.  Stuck in the house together all day.  What to do???  What to do???  So, thanks to the younger brother trying to elude law enforcement most of the day on Friday, the chances are favorable for a baby boom come mid-January in Boston.  Imagine after all that planning to take life, they inadvertently created more!  Oh, the irony of it!  Granted, nothing can replace the lives that were lost, but this goes to show that we will prevail.

I followed the manhunt through most of the day yesterday through the media.  I couldn't remember ever seeing a whole city shut down for most of the day.  I have to explain a little about me so you don't take it the wrong way about what I'm going to write.  I consider myself to be an empathic person.  Seeing someone else cry can make me cry.  I can't watch mourners at a funeral because of this.  I think my empathy aids me in writing because I can put myself in another's position.  This comes in handy with writing in third person.  As a reader/writer, I like to look for redeeming qualities in the villain.  As I watched the standoff last night, I started to feel a little sorry for the perpetrator.  Now, don't throw stones!  I haven't forgotten about what he's done!  I haven't forgotten about Martian Richard nor the rest of his victims.  I just started to think how he hit the ultimate low.  There he was, hiding in a boat, wounded and bleeding,  surrounded by an army of law enforcement.  His brother was dead, he probably hadn't eaten anything all day, he probably hadn't slept in days.  Maybe the guilt was starting to wear on him?  If his brother had convinced him to take part in the plot and now he was the only one remaining to take the full responsibility for the terror they inflicted on others.  I was relieved to see him taken alive into custody, so his family didn't have to lose a second member that day.  My hope is that everyone finds the answers that they are seeking and will eventually find closure.

It was wonderful to see the residents of Boston back out on the streets last night.  And to watch them cheer the members of law enforcement and emergency services as they left the scene.  We have to remember there are more good people out there than the bad.

My thoughts and prayers are with Texas as well during this trying week. 

Have a safe weekend!

Veronica