There is a blog I visit that for me is a can't miss. Doris's social worker's blog keeps me coming back for her compassionate, often sad, sometimes humorous but usually redeeming accounts of people she has met as a social worker. Her stories are quick and to the point yet lack nothing and are only added to by being succinct. A trait I really wish I had.
Recently she went off the plate a bit and wrote about the Joplin disaster as she lives not that far away, but was not physically effected. She has some good links for those who want to help but the main reason I am suggesting you visit her blog is for the eye witness account she included that is written by a doctor who was working in the ER the day the storm tore apart St. John's Regional Medical Center in Joplin, Mo.
The news media gave us all a mind numbing look at the destruction after the fact and the eye witness accounts of what happened were heart wrenching, but I could not imagine what it really must have been like. This is so beyond our own life experiences.
Dr. Kikta, takes us through those horrific 45 seconds but then further into what that actual horror looked like to a medical professional in the ensuing hours. After reading his powerful account, the full scope of that horror has hit home.
My exhausted bank account which has tried to help one unthinkable disaster after the other, eagerly flew open once more. I highly recommend the trip to Doris's blog. My eyes, that I only thought were open, are now wide open.
Also, today is a day to remember those who gave all to protect us through years of humans acting out the baser side of humanity through wars. Most women have trouble understanding a lot of the reasons for war yet must offer up the prides of their womb as cannon fodder.
I do not understand the need to solve conflict with weapons but realize that we have not evolved enough. Wars will continue be inevitable for a long time yet. The greedy, those who thirst for power, and those who demand we think as they do, will continue the need. Maybe some day.
Today, we remember those who gave their lives to keep their loved ones safe and to insure that English remained our first language. I remember and honor them but I also honor the families who have an empty chair at the table today. They too gave all.