Boston Strong

The last two weeks have been a bit of a whirlwind—and I can't wait to share pics from my vacation on the west coast. But I wanted to pause first to reflect on everything going on in Boston. As many of you know, I grew up in Massachusetts, and spent five years living in Boston before making the move to New York. During my time there, I worked on the corner of Exeter and Boylston Streets—the exact location where the Marathon bombs went off. It gave me chills seeing such horrific images taken on that very block next to the finish line where I spent many Marathon Mondays cheering on the runners, and enjoying the fun and festivities that take place every year on that day. 

My most immediate fear was my friends and co-workers who live and work nearby. Now—like so many others—I am left trying to comprehend and cope with how and why something like this could happen.  

The bottom line: Boston is a tough city, and one that showed incredible courage when faced with the worst. As life there slowly returns to normal, I am keeping the city in my thoughts.

(Image 1; Image 2 is one I took from my apartment window when I lived in Boston)