Last week, I watched in horror with the rest of the world as the clips and pictures of the catastrophic earthquake that rocked Japan spread across the news and were plastered all over the internet. And then the ocean raced in. My heart sank. With each passing day, the threat of a complete nuclear meltdown seems to be closer.
Residents describe spooky scenes of municipal cars driving down near-empty streets telling people to stay indoors, but they've seen few other signs of outside help.
Aid agencies are reluctant to get too close to the plant. Shelters set up in the greater Fukushima area for "radiation refugees" have little food, in part because nobody wants to deliver to an area that might be contaminated. And with little or no gasoline available, not everyone who wants to leave can get out.
I don't know if it is last night's good-byes, the soulful music or my female hormones...but tears are literally streaming down my face as I imagine the pain they are going through. I reach out to my family, I strive to be a better person and I vow to help others when I can. I hold on to "hope" and through all of this I am reminded of what is truly important to me: love and my relationships with my family and friends. The bonds are irreplaceable and make me feel like the luckiest girl. Today, I celebrate the extraordinary people in my life, for without them, I would not be half the person I am today. I strive to be better for them. I am excited to be a parent and start my own family because I know that I have an amazing support system. I cannot wait to introduce our children to all of them. From each individual in our life, we have learned something important to teach our children and for this, I am grateful.
"Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed." - Storm Jameson