Japan

For those who know me, they know how the tsunami in Thailand changed my world.  I was visiting my family in Canada and spent the remainder of my trip aching to get back to my home in Thailand to help, to see, to be part of the biggest natural catastrophe of my life.  I needed to see who was still alive, how my small village was, to smell the rank seawater that had flooded our wells.  Fish on trees meters up above our heads.  I had a friend in Indonesia whose community was hit much worse than my own.  His community was also fishermen, but they didn’t have the expat community to help rebuild.   The land where I lived has healed.

My hope for Japan is that in a few years from now the land will have healed making personal healing a little bit easier.  My thoughts are with the people of Japan and their pain and confusion.  My love goes to people searching for family.  For memories, livelihoods and possessions that have been washed away.  I keep hearing people say "at least they are lucky to be alive" but I know if I lost my family and had lost my computer and my old printed photos, I would feel very alone in the world. May people find each other.  My heart aches for you.