Truly, there are no words for yesterday’s events.

I, like many others the world over, was shocked beyond belief at what played out on the television screen yesterday afternoon. What I assumed was to be a joyous event turned into tragedy in a split second.

I’m sure many other’s can share the sentiment of not being able to wrap one’s mind around what they were seeing, or how anyone could even contemplating wrecking such pain and terror on other people. It pains me just thinking about it, and I was only one of the many that saw it on the television.

Although it would be a sad day indeed if you could not show empathy for other’s.

There is not much to say that hasn’t already been time and time again in the last twenty four hours, I pray for the people injured, for the people who lost a loved one and for those working through the emotions of what they saw and experienced. Words are all most of us have to express the horrors, be it we were there or we only saw it through a camera lens. It is something that should never happened, and it is an event no one should have had to live through.

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.”
– Shakespeare (MacBeth)


Run Joey Run.

A post that has nothing to do with dolls, amazing.

Today is the Boston Marathon, and although I do live in Canada this year I actually had it strike my interest.  In the past month or so I have noticed Joey McIntyre posting on Twitter via a blog of his that he was training for the Boston Marathon.  I thought that was brilliant that he had the drive and passion to do it, but didn’t give it much more thought.

But then, he posted he was raising funds for charity, and on top of that what charity and why.  My heart ached when he said his mother has Alzheimer’s.

My grandmother passed away last summer after years suffering with the disease.  It was heartbreaking to see her slowly deteriorate into someone who looked like my grandmother but in all reality, she was no longer there.  The first time she had no clue who I was to her was so sad, as I had always been called the favourite oldest granddaughter.

Although there isn’t a huge point to this post, I did feel like making it.  It is nice seeing someone do this for a good reason, and not just to get their name out there.  I know not all celebrities are like that, but it seems to me that he is doing it first and foremost for his mum, but the fact he’s well known does help bring awareness and raise money for research.

I hope that it helps too, that his mum will benefit from it, and anyone else with a loved one suffering from that horrid disease.  We’re fairly certain my grandmother developed the disease before my grandfather passed, but it was more than obvious after.  In all honesty, the day my grandfather died so did the grandmother I knew.