A heavy heart.....

I hate to write about depressing things, but writing is therapy, right? That's just what I need right now.

I'm so saddened by the devastation left by Katrina. I feel a lot like I did after 9/11. I often turn on one of the news channels and just sit there....staring at the images with an enormous sick feeling. I want to turn off the TV, but I just can't. I feel so helpless. I can't imagine how those trapped must feel. I can't imagine how families that are waiting to hear word from their loved ones must feel. I can't imagine how those that fled and are seeing the horrific aftermath on TV of their own city must feel.

I sit here in silence. My kiddos are asleep. They have been bathed, fed, tucked in, hugged, and kissed. My husband is at work, but at least he has a job. We have a house and two working vehicles. We might not have the best of things, but we have luxuries that others do not have and might not have for a long time.

When I think about it being hot outside, I think about those that don't have a/c or electricity. When I packed Kyra's lunch for school tonight, I thought about those that have nothing to eat or drink. When I think to myself that I need to go to bed soon because Maeve might be up during the night, I think of those that haven't slept at all since this nightmare began.

All of my "problems" seem so small now. I pray to God that somehow, in some way, these people can piece their lives back together. My heart goes out to all of the people affected and my thanks goes to those helping them to safety.

You never know when the end is near so you should always let your loved ones know how you feel. So chances are if you are reading this, you know how much I love and care for you.