One of my favorite aspects of writing this column is making people laugh.

One of my favorite aspects of writing this column is making people laugh.

I love being stopped in town by someone who's read something I wrote and for them to tell me it made them giggle. There's also the great service I provide by making just about everyone in Neosho feel oh so much smarter in comparison to me.

I'm not a great cook.

I grow nothing but weeds.

I'm not much of a housekeeper or interior decorator.

Two of my biggest strengths are tackling just about any laundry stain and the occasional caramel corn-making marathon. Aside from that I'm a crazy news consumer. I like my news updates via the morning paper, my Twitter feed, shares from my Facebook friends and online sites. So Monday evening I read everything I could and Tuesday while driving I listened to every radio news program I could find.

And today I just don't feel like being clever. I don't feel like poking fun at myself or recounting tales of my patient family. I just want to hang out with them a little longer and say another prayer for the families impacted by Monday's horrible event in Boston.

Driving home Tuesday afternoon from a business meeting I listened to one Bostonian being interviewed on NPR. He recounted that on a normal day in Boston, residents were usually only interested in three things: sports, politics and revenge. For a long time into the future the latter will now be the focus.

There's a local blogger who at times, following one of my columns, has pointed out what a Pollyanna I am – not this time. I'm somber. I'm sad. And I want this craziness to stop. My heart breaks for the parents who have lost their son and whose daughter is injured; my heart breaks for the parents whose children saw carnage up close on what should have been a day of celebration.

I'm not smart. I don't have any of the answers but I have a bucket full of questions.

Lori Marble writes a weekly column for the Daily News.