my mind is with people I know and those I do not. My friends are suffering and friends abroad are thinking of me in this sad time. And I'm not even in danger. The out-pouring of love from everyone is even too much right now but is well received and filed for later to respond in kind. Four families unknown to me lost someone yesterday in one of the worst disasters my little city has known in over half a decade.
It eases the mind to know when your loved ones are safe. But that ease is soon abated as the sadness for others who won't make it home sets in and the destruction and loss to yet thousands others. I feel like I want to go there and "do" something and yet am crippled by my own poverty and disability to be able to do so. It's not like I can build a house, but I can feed people and comfort them and even aide in patching "boo-boos" and such. The neighborhood I lived in last is totally destroyed along with my former job, school and famous haunts. I want to hug everyone up there and send my love to them all and hope that in their settled sleep this evening they will feel my large arms wrap around their tired and weary heads and squeeze for dear comfort and let them know the worst is past and now it is time to rebuild. Things can be fixed and even people can, at least most of them can. It makes me realize how precious life and home are when one is away for far too long. Curiosity has gotten the better of me as I search wildly via the internet for signs and photos of what is still there and where things I loved are missing.
The best I can muster is to keep my kid's mind off her distant relatives and such and try to keep my own chin up. No more, no less...~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.
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