I haven’t written about it yet because I simply don’t know what to say. I’m so completely overwhelmed by the devastation. And if I think I am overwhelmed by it, than I can only imagine what the people who live there are feeling. To think that in one moment everyone and everything you care about can be wiped away with no warning. It’s everything that you think must be fixed in this world, death, destruction, cold, hunger, grief.
And yet there is no easy fix. I know that I for one can’t help but sit here feeling helpless. I’ve been glued to the television in a way that I never am and I’m not one of those stop to look at the train wreck kind of people. It’s just it looks as if it was the summer movie blockbuster, except that it’s real.
I don’t have anything helpful to say. Nothing profound. I have nothing to offer but my love and light stretched out to the mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, daughters and sons, for those gone and those left to grieve and rebuild.
I do know that I have been hugging my daughters a bit tighter lately. Appreciating having a house, electricity, food, warmth. Just the basics, not even all the extras, like coffees and yellow tulips and pizza night.
A reminder to us all.