I had a few dreams as a child. I always wanted to attend college in Boston as a little girl growing up in Maine. I wanted to get married on a beach.
I attended Boston University and lived in that great city for five years. I met my husband during Game 1 of the 2003 World Series due to our mutual love of the Red Sox and we got married on a beach on Cape Cod.
While I'm not a native Bostonian, Boston is my adopted hometown. There is something about that skyline, the Pru, the Citgo sign and Fenway that warms my heart in a way only your hometown can. As anyone who has lived in New England knows, Boston is the region's heart and soul. Today, my heart is a little broken.