Friday, April 19, 2013

Friday morning frenzy.

Friday confessions. Here we go.

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I confess… that the news out of Boston this morning sent chills down my spine.  Is this real life?  Seriously??  I can’t even begin to fathom what it is like to wake up in the morning to find out your city is in lockdown, and that a massive manhunt is in progress; that your schools and places of employment and transit systems are closed; that you have to stay indoors with the doors locked.  I can’t even begin to imagine that level of horror.

I confess… that I feel what is happening in Watertown right now is the true definition of terrorism.  How do you feel anything BUT terror right now if you are there?  How do we feel anything BUT terror for them right now?

I confess… that I usually try to pray for positive things, for happy things, for light and love.  Today, though…I’m praying they bring that bastard down, and that no more lives are put at risk because of him.

I confess… that the Boston news, combined with two cups of coffee this morning, has left me feeling very frenzied.

I confess… that this really does feel like it’s been a bad news week, on so many levels.  Like, afraid to check Twitter in case of what might turn up next.  Boston bombings; fertilizer plant explosion in West, Texas; a house fire in a community near ours that claimed the lives of two children; even knowing that my friend Stacy’s little guy Tanner is sick and in hospital right now… it’s all combining to make me feel so, so …unsettled.

I confess… that I’m trying to look beyond all the worry and fear, to an exciting evening planned in our community for tomorrow night.  The Waterfront Revitalization Committee is hosting another evening of celebration in honour of a special family that call our town “home”, as well as continuing to raise funds and support for the new Community Centre they hope to build very soon.  I can’t wait to tell you all about it on Monday!  It’s going to be a wonderful night!

I confess… that I’m really starting to question whether my mother ever actually listens to me.  Last night, I said to her, “I have NO idea what I’m wearing Saturday night to the dinner.”  And not even 30 seconds later, she says to me, “Do you know what you’re wearing Saturday night?”  Nice.

I confess… that this might sound extremely trivial right now, but… I still miss Michael Scofield.

Have a good weekend, friends. 

And in the words of Ellen… “Be kind to one another.”

8 comments:

Shannon said...

Well said - find that bastard and take.him.out! This is ridiculous.
I couldn't stop thinking about Tanner yesterday and last night...even today. Seeing little ones sick makes my heart hurt.

VandyJ said...

I often talk to my mom and get responses like that. She's "listening" but only gets the topic of the conversation, not the meaning.

Sarah said...

So crazy, almost seems like something that would happen in a movie. A city locked-down, that many cops roaming the streets, searching houses and buildings. Definitly gives you a eerie feeling! Can't. Even. Imagine. Thank god we leave in a small town in Canada!

Jillian said...

That just sounds horrifying whats going on in boston. I can't imagine being in lockdown. but it sounds like a fun weekend! I'm gonna be pretty chill this weekend and just work out tons

Steph said...

I'm pretty sure my mom doesn't listen to a word I say either. Why? Aren't parents supposed to listen to their kids?

Ricki Jill Treleaven said...

I tell ya that this week has been horrible for us all....ugh! It's been hard for me to function because I keep listening to the news, plus Mr. Art @ Home has been ill.

Stacie said...

Oh the listening thing happens at our house, too. Wait until your Mom tells your sibling something and then swears that she told you and you have no clue what she is going on about!

Nicole said...

Don't feel bad about your momma.... I have ordered the exact same toppings on a pizza since I was like 8... Pepperoni, Canadian Bacon and Mushroom, only to have her start asking me, now what type of toppings do you like on your pizza. Must be a mom thing :)