Our soles are worn and damaged, but they run on. For the souls of 4.15.13
Our Boston. May we never forget those who we have lost & how one day changed our lives forever. May we continue to support eachother as we grow and heal.
I am forever grateful to wake up every morning and have another day to live, even more so when I wake up in my city, Boston.
You know an era is about to end, but you know it must have been so good because I’d be willing to rewind and do everything the exact same way all over again. No regrets.
love these little guys