Today

I have passed through many strange emotions today. I can't take a drink of water without being extremely thankful that I have water to drink. We ran out of coffee here today, and it didn't seem like the tragedy it usually does. Several things that would normally have really annoyed me, suddenly seem like blessings. You know the feeling?

I have been waiting for Michael's Craft Store to have a 50% off coupon so I could get something for which I've been waiting for months. I bought it. But, the thrill is gone.

Sometimes, if the wind is just so, my neighborhood catches a stench from the waste/water treatment plant. Tonight, I'm going to breathe deeply of the fresh night air. Air which doesn't contain the rotting stench of my neighbors dead bodies.

Tuesday, we are getting a new roof. It's been annoying to have leaky rooms when it rains really hard. In two days, that problem will be solved. How many months, if not years, will some people have to wait to 'go home', wherever that will be?

I have a rather extensive collection of books. They all mean something to me. I can barely get rid of even the duplicates I've collected. I hear that most people being lifted out of rooms after days of waiting are happy to be leaving with their Bibles. I couldn't find my Bible when I went to leave for church at seven this morning.

Having three children, I did my share of moaning and complaining bringing them into this world. I hear there was a baby born on an overpass this week. They tied the cord with a shoestring, and sterlized a pocket knife with lighters to cut the cord. They had no water. I can't even imagine this. I don't even want to try.

My dad is overwhelmed by the thought of how it's people his age that are dying. He knows he wouldn't last long without his medication. I wonder how noninsulin diabetics like myself faired without food or water?

What if I was separated from my children? I can't even begin to imagine this!

It does us well to remember that these events are called disasters for a reason. They ARE disasterous. There is no one to blame.