Funny, when you interupt Tv for breaking news, most people are annoyed. Who cares what's going on in the world when Dr. Hunk and Nurse Cleavage are doing it in the supply closet? The breaking news is only important to the newsreaders who get some extra air time. When the show returns all is right with the world once more.
My life was recently interupted. Only now that it's being returned to me all is definitly not right with the world. The news told of devestation and despair with a heavy personal toll. People got hurt....it was an ugly ugly scene. Nothing will be the same in that sleepy little town. Forces of nature can be so unforgiving. I feel like I must do something but I am powerless to help. I can only sit in my chair filled with sadness and pain. The show has returned but I am distracted. I cannot follow the storyline....nothing makes sense to me anymore. I am haunted by the images of the horror I have just witnessed. I was always taught that if you aren't part of the solution you are part of the problem....but I can't solve this. That leaves only one other option. I AM the problem.
I should have heeded the alarm when the storm approached and run for shelter. But I faced the wind and the rain. What was worse is that I held on to him too tightly preventing him from seeking shelter too.....forcing him to endure the storm's fury. So now it's over. No word on whether we can rebuild. Too soon for that....first things first. Come in out of the rain....dry off....rest a while....assess the damage. Decide if this is a safe place to stay. All I can offer is space, prayers,apologies, and plenty of yellow towels if you need them.
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