Tsunami death toll jumps over 120,000. Aid pours into Asia, not reaching tsunami victims. Tsunami waters raise landmine fears in Sri Lanka. Everything seems to have gone wrong in this world.
I keep thinking about how the survivors must feel. I know how it feels to lose a family member (my mother died last year after being sick for almost a year). Losing the whole family to an unexpected natural disaster, not knowing that the last day that you spent with them was the last day ever, must feel a million times worse. Thousands of children must have become orphaned by now. Orphaned and homeless and starving to death.
I’m blogging this to keep sane, to try to make sense of all this. I don’t think it works, though.
I just came by to look for your email, because I wanted to send you one.
It’s so, so awful.
I hate 2004.