They say there are no second changes in life.  I think that’s untrue.  Though few and far between, life has distinctly presented me with second changes on several, distinct occassions.  And what I’m about to do today is another one of those rare occassions.

I’m going to Boston.  I’m going back to meet with the people I met in April, just shortly after their lives were horrifically changed by the cruel acts of people who intended to do harm.  I’m meeting with people who lost legs from the Boston Marathon bombing.  I’m going back to meet survivors.

My life changed when I went to Boston.  And the post below describes just why. 
Be the good.  

www.bpdnews.com/2013/04/30/a-powerful-letter-from-an-inspirational-woman/