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It didn’t seem right to put up the post I’d written for today. Do you know how often I write a post in advance? Pretty much never. But it’s not going up today, while I’m still glued to the TV and reading about the people who died and lost limbs yesterday in Boston.
When things like this happen, I mostly just feel helpless. I’m not even going to try to make sense out of what happened, because there simply is no sense to be made. But there are always things that you can do.
Hug your kids.
Hand over your Boston Marathon pictures and videos to the FBI. From their website:
The FBI has set-up 1-800-CALL-FBI (1-800-225-5324), prompt #3, for anyone who has information, visual images, and/or details regarding the explosions along the Boston Marathon route and elsewhere. No piece of information or detail is too small.
They really want to stress that something you think is inconsequential could end up being very important. Don’t judge, just send your pics and vids in, no matter when they were taken. They could show someone actually placing the bombs.
Give blood. Doesn’t matter where you live, it’s almost always needed and appreciated.
Volunteer. It will make you feel better.
Hug your kids again.
Make yourself some good, homemade comfort food. Never underestimate the power of mac & cheese or a really hearty soup. I’m serious.
Clean your bathroom. It will distract you. And you know it needs it. (Just mine?)
Go for a run. Or a swim. Or a bike ride. Whatever exercise that makes you feel less stressed. Plus, it will counteract the mac & cheese.
Hug your kids again. Even the big one who rolls his eyes and whines “MOM!” when you do.
Forgive your husband for the stupid thing he did this weekend that you’re STILL mad about because really, life is too short.
Say a prayer, send a good thought, light a candle, whatever it is you do to send waves of goodness towards badness. I have no idea if it helps, but it sure makes me feel better when I’m in trouble to know that other people are thinking of me.
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