Today is another one of those days that must be talked about but is hard to talk about. Where do I even begin? There are no sufficient words to describe the tragedy of the day. I can't believe that yet again, I find myself in the office during such a chaotic scene. This time I was in charge of the office. I feel like I made the right calls today. I kept the staff informed and made decisions based on the best information at hand. I sought out information and advice. Not to toot my own horn, but I did not see that anywhere else on the floor. I saw managers leave without saying a word to their staff. How does that happen? Overall, the firm failed again. I can take solace in knowing I did what what in my power to do and felt confident in the decisions I made.
Of course, I did second guess myself. As I passed the JFK/UMASS stop on the MBTA Red line home, my brother texted me that there was a report of an explosion at the JFK Library. I really thought I had made the wrong call getting on the train and going home. But I was all right in the end.
I got home before Linda did. The boys had been home all day, on school vacation. I felt them out to see what they knew. The admitted to knowing that bombs had gone off. I quickly told them that it was OK that they knew. But I cautioned them that news was still coming in fast and furious. It would be hard to say what the legitimate facts were at this point. I asked them to please not take their friends information at face value. I cautioned them to let the situation settle and the facts come in. We talked as a family at dinner too. Demi and I gave them a chance to ask question. We answered what we could at that point. The fact was, we just didn't know enough at that time.
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