Why?

Monday, April 15th will now be remembered as another horrible day in American History...
The Boston Marathon bombings. This was such a horrible and senseless random act of violence on American soil once again. I watched in disbelief as this was unfolding on the TV. Not so long ago, I was glued to the TV in disbelief and sadness along with the rest of the country and my heart was in Newtown, CT and now my heart is with the people in Boston. I can't help but wonder what kind of world is it going to be when our children grow older...
When the pictures of the victims came out, it really hit home. I am a runner and although I may never run the Boston Marathon it overwhelmed me with a lot of different emotions. My husband and boys have been at races that I have ran as spectators cheering on their wife and mom. I have ran several races never really thinking about the security measures that are in place before I run. It is such a public event that is accessible for everyone. It is a love of a sport that I share with many people across the United States that have a passion for running and enjoy competing in events. Every time I take the starting line there will be just a little bit of nervousness, sadness and my mind will always remember Boston. We can't even be safe at a race.
The pictures of the little 8 year old boy, Martin Richard, truly broke my heart. I saw my son in his eyes. He was there to cheer on his father with his mom and sister who were also badly injured. They interviewed the first responder who had come upon him in the mess and debris. He held him and comforted him and little Martin asked, "why?". I was in tears as I listened to his interview and every time I would see his picture. I have told myself not to look at the coverage anymore because it just broke my heart and I get a sick feeling. He like the other spectators were there to celebrate their loved ones achievement on this special day and cheer them on proudly and so quickly their world was changed forever. No one would think that there were cowards lurking on the streets to take this special day and turn into a nightmare. We are also left to wonder, Why!!!
WHY Boston?
WHY are we left with this stain on such a historical race?
WHY are families left to grieve?
WHY are some left without a arm or leg?
WHY would a 19 year old have so much hate?
WHY would someone do this!!!
We may never have answers as to why and I don't think there is an answer that will EVER provide any closure. I understand why the FBI did not kill the other brother but he doesn't deserve to live. People are talking and suspect that he was also a victim of his radical extremist brother but he still made the decision to bring a backpack to the Boston Marathon and inflict terror across the world and kill and injure innocent people including children! He is responsible for the horrific act!
The first suspect that was killed should rot in hell and the other brother shall join him one day! I am Christian but I believe in no mercy or forgiveness for them!! Then as a Christian, I have to come to terms with my feelings of revenge on the these individuals that they should die.  I was hoping we were going to be two less crazy people left in the world. He should have been pumped full of holes for the many holes he has put into the victims lives.....
I will keep the people in Boston in my prayers and for those that this has affected. I can't even imagine what their new reality will be in the coming days.
We will remain Boston Strong and always wonder why..........