Wednesday, August 31, 2005

....Miles to go before they sleep.

For the last 48 hours... I have just felt awful. Awful for those poor suffering souls in the Gulf Coast. I have cried many tears.... for the families torn apart, the untold thousands who have perished. For the starving, thirsty, sweltering people, children, pets... and not an end in sight.

Check this link out:

Dancing with Katrina

The devistation is almost surreal. It can't possibly be fully understood, even with the exhaustive 24 hour news coverage.

But, human beings.... we are an impressive bunch... even though we are physically fragile, our will and determination are not as not easily broken. But, still, I can't comprehend how some of these people are making it... I heard Shepherd Smith on the Fox News Sirius Channel... he was telling this story about a woman who had been rescued along with 12 other people and her 5 day old daughter from their flooded attic. The boat dropped them off on the interstate. And then, they walked for countless miles. I cannot even fathom that. With a 5 day old infant, in that heat. No diapers, wipes, formula. Nowhere for the child to sleep. My God. My heart broke listening to that report... I started crying as I drove, and looked in the mirror to see Travis sweetly sleeping in his carseat.

We need to thank our lucky stars for what we have.

311 - Thank Your Lucky Stars
lyrics

'I need a break,' something inside me said
From TV people counting the dead
A break from all the sadness is what I
Need now, yeah
I've an ache and a loss for words
For Apathy I sense in the herd
I've heard 'em and it's senseless no
Questioning it
And what's the point nothing so dull
Could ever on Earth be brightened entirely
Just think about it
And what's the point nothing so slight
Could ever on Earth be enlightened entirely
Just think about it
Ask me, I'm not blind, I can read all the signs
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's not hard
To be what you are, Thank your lucky stars
We're in a place I thought we'd never get
People involved that fought or they fled
But I do not know how we're goin' to get out of it
Whoa
It's a mistake to be paranoid
A mental state that takes strength to avoid
All the hostility and fear should be challenged
Cuz what's the point of living that way
So many close their minds to what others say
Which ever feeling you voice
And what's the point, We're gonna pay
Sorted out one way or not we all have that day
So make you choice
Ask me, I'm not blind, I can read all the signs
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's not hard
To be what you are, Thank your lucky stars"
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1 comment:

Anne said...

It's kind of sad to think it takes moments of disaster to make it step back and be thankful, but that's just the way it it sometimes. Good post.