haiti earthquake

as i saw the world crash down upon those i loved i wanted to reach out, to help.
but i cannot reach through the television, and i can't fly there.
so i sat on the couch, helpless. with heavy tears in my eyes, streaming down to my broken heart. the country i had so long ago given my heart to, the country of my sisters. helplessly i fell to my knees. i was human, just one girl i couldn't do anything. but i did know who could so i fell to my knees. and as tears mixed with prayer i plead to save my sister. to keep her safe and bring her home to me. i prayed harder and more than ever before. and through the death and destruction i knew she would be alright. my father in heaven was holding her in his arms. he knew her, he loved her. and he loved me.

the next day was probably the hardest day of my entire life, the uncertainty, the plain not knowing. you know the phrase what you don't know can't hurt you, well i would beg a differ. the empty void of unknowns. i prayed all day. and i cried all day. i sat in class, the teachers talking away. i didn't take notes, i wasn't even listening. my saddened eyes occasionally leaking a tear before i would quickly wipe it away. the day passed excruciatingly slow, each second a heartbeat. without the help of dear friends i would have lost it. i got home and ate. i ate whatever i could find and then went to sleep. i guess that is how i can cope with things. sad, yes, but necessary for survival. i napped for about two and a half hours. waking up to go to my uncles birthday dinner. surrounded by my cousins and aunt, uncles and family i felt slightly better. they were all worried about their niece, granddaughter, cousin and they were all praying. my little sister told my other sister that things would be ok. because my little Haitian sister is brave! she said it like she knew for sure. and i guess she did. that little tefe had been through more than i will probably ever be asked to go through. and then on the day of her eighth birthday a quake, one that shook her entire world. i can only imagine the fears of over two hundred little orphans all terrified. my sister one of them. she shouldn't have to go through that but she did. she should have been home with us, but she wasn't.

if the news could have hit any harder it would not have been news it would have been a rock and it would have bruised him and broken his bones. maybe better it was a rock because words could sting ten times more. brusies healded and you forgot where they were but words were not so kind. if only life were a package of m&m's where you could sort our red from orange and yellow and blue and only eat the ones that you truly favoried.

 

 

you are, and i am

You are the blow dryer with it's dragon breath
you are the shinny penny on the cement beneath my toes
you are the key that donsn't appear to open anything
you are the jar of peanut butter with no lid
you are the endless paper chain linking forever and never

however you are not
the sheets fresh from the dryer, warn and folded
or the single Lego in the spoon drawer
and you are not the raindrops that hit my window screen
nor are you the fuzzy turtle magnet stuck on the fridge

it is possible that you are
the toothpaste tube half squeezed out but still minty and fresh
of the cute shoes that hurt my feet but that i still wear

But we all know that you are not
the TV remote snuggled into the couch
and could never be the pocket knife dangerously dull

And because you ask yes
i am the pot of ink spilled across the desk
and the Tuscan painting on the wall
and if you insist i am also
the book with dog-eared pages
and the extra red lipstick applied with care

yes i am the pearl braclet
and the old record player spinning endlessly
and indeed i am the clock ticking backwards
loosing time, waiting
but don't worry you are still the dragon blow dryer, forever
for i cannot breath fire
and i am no shinny penny

ohhh monday! why in the world do we have them. they are torturous and evil ! awww! i can't waite for saturday i am so excited!

A is buying some shoes to impress B who is dreaming of C
C knows A likes Band could never betray a friend
D is wishing A would notice him. E id glad that it isn't friday
and F is wishing that it was. G is dreaming of a date with D
H is at a movie with I and J is missing K who is about to cry
L is buying M a ring, M us eloping to vegas with N.
O is thinking A is cute. P is wishing she was C. Q is holding E"S