My heart hurts for the horribleness of Tuesday.
Moments pass by and I try not to think of it knowing that a dam is ready to burst if I do.
But then it comes.....and it breaks and my heart is overwhelmed with grief.
Here I sit in my lovely house with running water, electricity , and shelter and I feel horrible.
I would rather be there.
I don't know you very well, but I want to be there to hold your hand, to give you my ear and bring you some kind of hope.
I feel so useless just giving you my money...but I know for now it's for the best.
I am thinking of you, praying earnestly for you, hoping for you and loving you from afar.
I'm hoping that can be enough.