In 2013 I survived the Boston Marathon Bombing. First Light serves as a guide from the time of the bombing, to my life with PTSD, my experience with healing, relationships and motherhood. In the courtroom, I told the bomber that "I know one day I'll be a better mother and my husband a better father because we will show our children all that is good in this world; all there is to be thankful for." This collection is a tribute to that commitment and a testament to the idea that we can keep going.
Like a prism in a window trying to catch first light,
Or last light.
I'll wiggle and wrangle and wonder:
Why are my clues jumbled?
Why does first light and last night,
morning dew and evening mist-
Why do they all feel the same?
Imprisoned in a body that begs for its compass to right.
I keep searching.
For first, I mean last, I mean first light.
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