My family has been feeling restless for the last couple of days. The earth underneath them has been shaking night and day.
It is frustrating to live far from your family when a disaster happens near them. You can’t get to them quick enough even if you want to. Until you hear their voice on the phone, you worry. Since I live alone, I worry alone. And, that is not a good thing.
I saw the images of the destruction and felt my heart heavy.
My family lives far enough from the center, and none of them has been hurt so far. I am thankful for that and hoping they remain okay.
People’s lives changed and towns destroyed. I think of those who are hurt and lost and realize that I have to stay strong to be there for them.
For The Daily Post’s daily prompt: “Disaster“