When Writing Isn’t The Answer
In my life, I’ve written about everything. I wrote about my feelings at all of my major life events – bat mitzvah, graduations, wedding, and reams and reams of paper about my children. As you readers well know, I write about minor crises, and I write about major crises. But for some reason I have no urge to write about this earthquake and tsunami and the aftermath.
I’m not sure precisely why I can’t write about it. I do know that I feel a little numb having arrived in Florida last night. I am watching American TV – watching image after image of destruction and doom in northern Japan. We have so-called experts giving us bits and pieces of information and it’s up to us to sort through what is accurate and what is not. Our biggest problem is figuring out what is real and what is sensationalized.
And then there’s the kids. We have to keep our “game faces” on all the time for them – we don’t want them to get scared. We really have no idea what the next few weeks will hold but we have to stay positive for the kids.
Please excuse me for sounding muddled, but that’s really how I feel – muddled. For one of the first times in my life, writing about it is not the answer. I don’t know what the answer is yet, but for now I have to just relax, listen to my heart and try to move forward as best I can. I’m sure I’ll be able to write more later. Patience, dear readers.
We also felt numb after getting away from Hurricane Katrina to hear that our home, all of our stuff, our second car, our neighborhood, Jewish school, etc. – were destroyed.
My heart goes out to you. Take some time to rest and heal.
Much love from me and Jenna.