are you a fighter or a flighter?
i'm sure it won't come as a huge surprise that, most times, i fly away. i am a notorious crow, after all.
haiti is gutting me right now. i woke up this morning and resisted the urge to to snatch up uncle sugar and my girlies three and fly us all to a remote beach. hot sun and chill waves required. no need for bikini tops. perhaps a partagás. serie no. 1. those sure do taste like chocolate...
you know what killed me? the quote that honestly stole my breath? a former senator, dr. louis-gerard gilles, said "the hospitals cannot handle all these victims. haiti needs to pray. we all need to pray together." that made me incredibly sad.
can you even imagine? when praying is your only viable option? the entire city in darkness. people running and crying. people just sitting in the streets. fight or flight? that choice would be an unimaginable luxury right about now.
off to see what we can do. photo from vi.sualize.us. xoxo.
15 comments:
i woke up to the news this morning and my stomach's been in shambles. feeling very helpless and thankful all at the same time today.
xo
kelly
i woke up, turned on the news, and immediately was so ashamed. so wanting to erase my ridiculous post about ridiculous silk bloomers that had already "gone out" at 2am (thank you wordpress).
sick, just sick.
fyi, those legs (your comment from yesterday)? alas, those are not my legs. my bestie amanda. i try not to hate her. her face and her heart are even more stunning than her gams.
xo, katie
((sigh))
i know. and i don't have any words.
The shear scope of this devastating situation is more than my mind can wrap itself around. I feel like an elephant is sitting on my chest. And I am safe and sound in my home, my children safe and sound at school, my husband working one floor below. Access to all modern amenities that I take for granted day in and day out. This is horrifying that humans should have to suffer so. And still I sit and type away at this computer knowing my lamentations offer little help to anyone. Sigh. I'm grief stricken. What an unbelievable tragedy.
I know - and the sense of helplessness that we feel as bystanders is overwhelming. I think we'd feel less inclined to run and hide if we felt we could DO SOMETHING to make a difference.
I can't even imagine....my heart is breaking for them.
xo
Melis
i tend, by nature, to be a stay and fighter. but today? today i want to grab mr. darling and fly far, far away. all the way to haiti. so i can help and in some tiny way make this horror-filled nightmare a little better.
it's heartbreaking.
I'm a fighter, and I only hope, with great hope, that if something as horrendous as Haiti happened in SF....I could continue to fight and survive.
fly away...that's me too
or more with fingers in my ears "i'm not listening!" I think that's what I'm doing about this news. it's so much, too much for my head and heart to understand
So heartbreaking.
I'm a fighter, but this is too much to bear.
xox,
Susan
shattering.
fight.
always fight.
beautiful words today.
sorry about your dream.
that quote.
i can't stop thinking about it.
i've learned, no matter what happens, when you love a place and people, when you believe in it and them, you stay and you fight and you determine to build a brighter future.
I think she is probably the visual definition of the word insouciance. yes?
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