Gone Too Soon
Reflecting on the fragility of life
My husband, son, and I were watching my daughter’s swimming lesson the afternoon of April 15, 2013.
My friend, Keely Tary, a colleague at Southern Adventist University, approached me. “I just saw something about a bombing at the Boston Marathon.”
Keely knew a large part of my heart was still in Boston. We had recently left our home of 10 years to answer the call to Southern.
This information about a bomb, even if partially true, struck me dumb. Something terrible had happened, and would likely have affected hundreds of people. “Marathon Monday” is a special holiday in Boston. Families and college students gather along Commonwealth …