It seems silly to bake cookies after the tragedy in Japan. Saying life goes on just doesn't seem appropriate. How much can a person bear ? An earthquake, a tsunami, radiation leaks, flooding, mud slides and fires. I think of the people who lost family and friends and my heart is heavy for them and I keep them my prayers.
When I kissed J goodbye this morning I said to him, don't come looking for me if we have an earthquake-get home and we will find each other there. That thought stayed with me all day. You are supposed to have a plan-that's what everyone tells us, but I don't think that anyone really imagines that they will have to implement the plan. As I touched J's face I burned the image of him into my heart , knowing that he would come looking for me no matter what I said, no matter the plan.
I am grateful for my life, for J, for my family and friends, and for the simplicity of life. For being able to bake cookies. It's comforting to watch the rain tonight-it's familiar rhythm reminds me that everything is in it's place in Seattle . And yet that comfort has a heaviness and a sadness for those who have lost so much and endured so much. My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Japan and their friends and families.
