This how I love Haiti. I wish I could hug the whole country, squeezing it in attempts to show them my love for them all.I've been up since 6:00 this morning. It is now almost 9, and I can't bring myself to do anything "productive." Haiti is engulfing me today. Doing anything that isn't for, about, or that moves me toward Haiti seems trite. I have plenty that I should be doing, but I just want Haiti. That's all I want. And if I can't be there, I want my life here as Haiti-filled as possible. Everything here feels wrong.
The television is driving me crazy. I don't care about weight-watchers, nor do I care about the woman who murdered her daughter. When there is a nation of people living on the streets, NO ONE should care! If I had it my way, I'd have Haiti on the TV all day. That way, people could watch Haiti 24/7 -- the badness and the loveliness that fabricates Haiti. The help they need, and the love they deserve. Yes, it is four months after the earthquake, and yes, I still want coverage on Haiti -- "silly me." It is necessary.
My friend was back in Haiti last March. A woman spoke to her saying, "we are now out in the streets, you-you. Like trash. But we're not trash."
You tell me how anything that is playing on your television is more important than that.
1 comment:
Totally agreed. Its ridiculous how major tragedies like the Haiti earthquake fall into the back round of busy lives only after a few months of its occurrence!
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