Well, I’m back at home and unpacked, with the laundry done & dishes washed. When I woke up in the morning, I was overwhelmed with sadness and grief. I cried for Haiti for the first time. I guess its one thing to see the terrible images on the screen, but far more impacting & saddening to talk to them, touch them, & live near them. I wish I was around someone who went so I could talk about it, because it’s hard to explain to someone who wasn’t there.
I cried over my carton of milk (the first milk I’ve had since I left) because I had one paralyzed patient who asked if he could have a can of Ensure or milk for his children. There was none to give him. Here I am with a whole gallon of milk for myself. Here I am with running water, food, & a comfortable home.
But, I know I have to get back to life. I can’t have emotional break downs that interfere with daily life, but I don’t have to forget the people I met or stop praying and supporting them financially. I can change the way I do things. I don’t want to waste money or resources. I can work on complaining less.
I hope this journal helps you understand what is going on in Haiti. I hope you can continue to support Haiti financially and/or continue to pray for them.