We’re ok
People have been calling and emailing about the explosion in midtown to make sure we’re ok - so yes, we are. But it’s pretty tragic.
The blast, near 41st Street and Lexington Avenue, raised fears of terrorism, but officials were quick to dismiss that possibility. “There is no reason to believe this is anything other than a failure of our infrastructure,” Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg said.
Thanks, Mayor, I feel better now. :)
We didn’t hear about it until about 8:30 last night, when Tom’s dad called both our phones and left a message to the effect of “just wanting to make sure you’re ok, with everything that’s happening in New York”. I freaked out (we hadn’t heard anything, but we were in Brooklyn - buildings could fall or a bomb could go off and we potentially would have no idea) but managed to hit a news website.
I was thinking about the explosion as I was riding the subway this morning, wondering if we really are in a dangerous place . . . but then I realized that people routinely die in car accidents all over the place. At some point, we realize that we have to trust God that he puts us in specific places for specific reasons and He is sovereign over the outcome; otherwise, I don’t know how anyone would live without getting ulcers from fear and worry!
So anyhow, we’re fine, but it’s still a sad happening.
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