True Life: I was an emotional wreck all week!

At about 5:00pm on Thursday, I was watching TV while running on the treadmill. It was like clockwork; at about 5:15...everyone at the gym came to a snails pace. The FBI had just released surveillance of the marathon suspects, and every TV station was playing it. Although the videos were grainy, they were good; and TV stations kept them on a running loop all night long.

As most of you know, it was an emotionally draining, exhausting beginning of the weekend in the world. Those men were out there, and now that their hideous faces were being plastered over the entire universe, they knew we were looking for them.

Kurt and I had been furiously listening to the Boston Police Department Police scanner...hoping, praying for something to come up about them finding these men. Thursday night we heard there was a shooting at MIT university. People all over Facebook were talking about it, saying "this is all just adding to the horrible week we've had." No one seemed to think it was connected to the terrorists. We went to bed about 1am, shortly after hearing the MIT cop involved had passed away; it was unbelievable, sad, awful, you name it.

I woke up around 7:00am to about 20 texts from family, friends, co-workers; texts ranging from "Oh My God Wake Up..." to "What are you doing?? are you okay? are you at work?"

One suspect dead, the other on the run

And that MIT shooting was conducted by them

Boston and surrounding towns were on lockdown

And I was scared SHITLESS

Because of Kurt's position at work, he was forced to go into the city. I grabbed at his arms as he tried to get ready, begging him to stay home, scared for my life---it was not pretty. You guys, I have never felt more scared in my entire life than I did on Friday. Police were sure he was hiding in a town about 20 minutes north from us, but how could they be so positive? He could have run anywhere.

I worked from home that day, texting Kurt every hour, updating his poor mother in New Jersey who was a wreck that he had to go into work, updating my family, you name it! He was finally able to get home around 4:00. 

As you all know, he was finally captured Friday night around 8:45. We were at my parents house listening to the scanner and watching the news---we screamed so happily when we heard the cops on the scanner say "we've got him." 

I never knew what it was like to feel such fear before. Fear for my family, friends, the victims, Boston, the world. But he is captured, and we are seeking answers, which can hopefully help some of us get through what has been one of the worst weeks Boston has ever been through.

Kurt and I visited the memorial site last night in Boston. I've been having a hard time with this whole thing, as everyone else is I'm sure, and felt like I just needed to go there. Some friends of mine have been "but you don't even live right IN Boston....you're 10 minutes South," and to them I'd just want to say that this has affected everyone---instilled a fear in all of us, no matter WHERE we live!

Boston scares me right now, unfortunately. A city I frequent so often whether it be for dinner, shopping, going out with friends, or just going for a drive, didn't seem the same to me. It felt sad, lonely, deserted. But at the same time, I saw the love, the strength, and the faces of people who were ready to build this city back up to what it was.

It's been such an emotional week!!

But you've all been here for each other, and that is just fabulous :-)

(Boston.com) 

(Boston.com)