By Mackenzie Kay
For an hour this evening, everything made sense again. I got to dance in my first rehearsal of Season 5 tonight and for that hour, I was just a girl dancing with some other fantastic ladies, doing what we love. As we all recover from the events of yesterday's marathon, I feel an ever-present shift in everything I encounter. Nothing looks quite the same, nothing feels quite the same. I personally, thankfully, did not know anyone who was injured or killed in the blast but as we all are, I am shaken today and undoubtedly will be for a while.
I did not grow up in Boston, merely moved here under eight years ago but this is my home; I am and forever will be a Bostonian. In a city not known for its warm, friendly nature, I have come to know Patriots Day as a coming together of us all. We come out in force to celebrate the incredible achievements of ordinary people just like us. Even if we don’t know people running, we meet up with friends, we pick a spot and we watch, drink and talk as scores of runners complete something incredible. For a day, we help tourists find their way, we don’t complain about traffic and we generally enjoy each other’s company. Our day was taken, and I am stranded in this moment of disbelief.
As the media coverage lessens in coming days, it will be easier to try to return to life as usual, not to forget, but simply to regain some sense of normalcy. However, tonight, dance was my respite from the sadness. I have always been grateful for the release dance gives me but quite possibly never more so than this evening. As my thoughts return to the tragedy as I flip on the evening news, I am even more grateful for the safety of my own friends, family and especially my OnStage family, and I continue to pray for those who struggle in these upcoming days.
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