#PrayForBoston

Today I was sitting down at my desk writing in my journal about upcoming events for this week. i was receiving my CNN notifications on my iPod. The little notifications where telling me who was the first man to win this years Boston marathon, the first woman, the first man from the US, the first lady from the US, after that I didn't think I'd get a notification from CNN until the Boston Marathon had completely finished.

I was wrong.

When the fifth notification came up I assumed it was about the Jodi Arais trial, which I have been following, but the notification wasn't about that. I glanced at the notification, and I only saw three words:

Bomb

Boston

Marathon

I ran to my parents bedroom where my mother was reading a book, I was in a complete panic as I frantically looked for the TV remote, and turned on CNN.

"What the hell are you doing?" My mother asked confusedly.

I didn't answer her. I didn't have to. The image on the screen of an explosion in Boston was enough to shut the both of us up.

"Oh my God, Ella is in that race."

Ella is one of my cousins, for the past couple of years she has been running in 5 ks, half marathons, and tough mudders. She always told us she would never do a marathon, and I guess she changed her mind about that because she ran in today's marathon.

My mom called up my uncle who is Ella's dad, he had heard about the news from us first. He tried to call her but he got nothing.

For the next several hours I sat in front of the Television glued to the rising numbers of injuries,22, 23, 28, 90+, 110 injured and two dead.

That could be Ella, That could be Ella, That could be Ella. Was the only thought racing through my head.

Finally I heard the door open, and it was my aunt.

Usually when a family member has to show up like this, it's bad news.

I guess this time didn't count thought because my aunt brought the news that Ella was fine. She had just made a turn on the street of the finishing line when the bombs went off. She saw and heard everything, but wasn't close enough to get hurt.

Things like this are why I believe strongly in miracles.

So Diamonds, my story has a happy ending, but not all the stories today do. Two people died today, and right now the estimated number of injuries are 130.

Maybe you don't live in Boston. Maybe you've never been there. Maybe you don't have loved ones living in Boston. But I know that if you are a true Diamond your heart is aching with ever person in Boston.

Some people lost loved ones, some people can't find their loved ones, and two people one being an eight-year-old child lost their lives today.

Pray for them Diamonds, they need it.