Boston Strong

Tough week for this great city of mine and a strong reminder of the tenacity of its people, its beliefs and values. A wake up call for me, less than an hour from the blast, I turned towards the common to find some fresh spring flowers and a bit of quiet away from the thick crowd, yoga mat beneath my arm.  Two blasts echoed off the walls of Boylston street and through the Common, a sound so foreign that it went unprocessed for hours....maybe days... maybe forever.