Yesterday......

Yesterday was a day that stood still.  A reminder to all of us that we are still at war.  Not by someone overseas, but right here on American soil.

 

It all started with a run.  People remembering Patriots' Day.  Everyone from 18 up run.  They train for months to run 26 miles.

 

Out of around twenty-thousand runners, there were fifteen military soldiers.  What made these men stand out were the fact that they had on a "ruck".  Most people that run where tank tops and shorts.  These men were in full combat gear plus a ruck that weighted in at around 40 pounds.  They were running to remember those that had lost their lives overseas.

 

Little did they know that in 26 miles the training that they strive to achieve was going to come into action.  They knew what had to be done and did it.  Most soldiers don't see the war first hand and we should be happy about that.  These men did and now to see it on the home front was a different experience.

 

As I watched these men on the news removing the rubble from people, helping strangers, and pulling first-aid kits out of their rucks to help.  I couldn't help, but think of my husband.

 

I thought about what he would do, if he knew what to do, when to do it and why.  If he would help if he would try and find people that needed help.  If he would try and find who did this.  I found myself wanting to know who these hero's where.  They just weren't soldiers that were fighting they were kind souls that were helping the injured.

 

I feel sorry for the person that did this.  The person that made the two bombs that injured more than 180 and killed 3.  I feel sorry that when they are found what will happen.  For when you mess with The United States of America it will not go unnoticed. 

 

“We sleep safely at night because rough men stand ready to visit violence on those who would harm us.”
― Winston Churchill