These few days have been too much for me.
Too many images of devastation.
I know you’ve been watching them unfold on TV too.
But this 60 year old man was washed out to the sea, witnessed his wife being swept away, but was rescued, 9 miles out from land.
Unfortunately, there aren’t too many miraculous rescued stories like this, but learning about this rescue, made me smile with hope.
Also, there are no stories of violence that usually follow after disaster like this; people looting, fighting, and shouting for food and water. As devastating as this unfathomable disaster is, there’s an unusual calm amongst people.
And as if I was living in a parallel universe, we had a flood in our basement on Friday morning. 2 inches of water was what greeted me when I went to check, after a heavy rain that came down for 12 hours on Thursday into Friday morning.
But my husband was eerily calm as he stated, “this was just a ‘trickle, compared to what the Japanese people are going through.”
He was right. I was grateful. I am still grateful…..that I still have my family…although it was tough saying “Good Bye” to my son, who was going back to college after a week of spring break.
But he’ll be back. That’s not the case with so many Japanese people in Sendai, Japan.
My prayers are with them.
If you want to donate, you should check this list, recommended by the White House.















