"You won?" I asked incredulously. "You mean you were the first kid?"
"No," her twin sister replied. "She really won the whole thing. I was second."
This means that the rest of the run club held back--let these two little runners through. These little runners who knew a little boy their age lost his life at a finish line just the day before. They weren't scared. They knew exactly what they were doing.
Not afraid to run. Not afraid to race. Not afraid to finish.
What else can we do but follow their lead?
I won't stop running, or racing, or getting to the next finish line. But I don't think I will ever, ever do any of that again without thinking about Martin Richard and his family who are forever changed.
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Richard Family FundMy friends at Another Mother Runner recommended this along with nine other ways to do something positive in a great post: 10 Ways to Support Boston .