AFTER EFFECTS
AFTER EFFECTS
As I fell into bed exhausted from a Christmas Day chock full of holiday traditions and loved ones, I was oblivious to the tragedy.
As I spent the day after Christmas enjoying a winter sleigh ride with family and friends, I was far removed from the devastation.
As I awoke the next day in my cozy, down-covered bed, I gradually become aware of the horrific natural disaster that had completely decimated areas of Southern Asia, India, and Africa.
As I enjoyed a post holiday drink by a blazing, crackling fire, I reviewed newspaper details of the underwater earthquake and imagined the unimaginable terror of the relentless wall of water.
As I listened to a variety of CDs received as Christmas gifts I read through e-mails detailing worldwide rescue efforts and the great need for donations.
As I prepared meals from the wealth of delicious leftovers from my family’s holiday celebrations I listened in shock to the initial estimates of more than 20,000 people killed.
As I held my precious grandson I heard radio reports of the death toll rising to triple the initial estimate, with assurances of many more yet to come.
As I made plans with my husband to celebrate the beginning of the New Year, I was stunned by televised images of fabric wrapped bodies, bull dozed graves, and mass burials.
As I sat down to write, I pondered the tragic events wrought by the exotically named Tsunami and fully realized that no matter the occurrence, life continues on, without any regard.
As I electronically corresponded with family and friends in an attempt to fully grasp the magnitude of the overall death and destruction, I did so with a devastated mindset that such an occurrence could destroy so much and so many in less time than it took to send one e-mail.
As I fall asleep in the days and weeks to come I will assuredly whisper a prayer for those whose lives were instantaneously terminated by this powerful force of nature as well as for those who so tragically have been left behind.
As I awake safe and sound each morning next to my loving husband I know I will do so with a greater appreciation the glory of my life, each and everyday.
As I continue on in my daily routine, untouched, while fellow members of the human race suffer the ravages of this unbelievable natural disaster, I will give thanks for my great good fortune….and with a discerning sense of unease…I will continue to wonder why.
As I fell into bed exhausted from a Christmas Day chock full of holiday traditions and loved ones, I was oblivious to the tragedy.
As I spent the day after Christmas enjoying a winter sleigh ride with family and friends, I was far removed from the devastation.
As I awoke the next day in my cozy, down-covered bed, I gradually become aware of the horrific natural disaster that had completely decimated areas of Southern Asia, India, and Africa.
As I enjoyed a post holiday drink by a blazing, crackling fire, I reviewed newspaper details of the underwater earthquake and imagined the unimaginable terror of the relentless wall of water.
As I listened to a variety of CDs received as Christmas gifts I read through e-mails detailing worldwide rescue efforts and the great need for donations.
As I prepared meals from the wealth of delicious leftovers from my family’s holiday celebrations I listened in shock to the initial estimates of more than 20,000 people killed.
As I held my precious grandson I heard radio reports of the death toll rising to triple the initial estimate, with assurances of many more yet to come.
As I made plans with my husband to celebrate the beginning of the New Year, I was stunned by televised images of fabric wrapped bodies, bull dozed graves, and mass burials.
As I sat down to write, I pondered the tragic events wrought by the exotically named Tsunami and fully realized that no matter the occurrence, life continues on, without any regard.
As I electronically corresponded with family and friends in an attempt to fully grasp the magnitude of the overall death and destruction, I did so with a devastated mindset that such an occurrence could destroy so much and so many in less time than it took to send one e-mail.
As I fall asleep in the days and weeks to come I will assuredly whisper a prayer for those whose lives were instantaneously terminated by this powerful force of nature as well as for those who so tragically have been left behind.
As I awake safe and sound each morning next to my loving husband I know I will do so with a greater appreciation the glory of my life, each and everyday.
As I continue on in my daily routine, untouched, while fellow members of the human race suffer the ravages of this unbelievable natural disaster, I will give thanks for my great good fortune….and with a discerning sense of unease…I will continue to wonder why.
posted by Heart and Soul @ 11:35 AM
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