When life… halts.

Apologies for the delay in posts. I have been trying to figure out how to get up sme videos Stéphane took driving home immediately after the earthquake but have yet to be successful. If anyone knows anything on uploading .3GP video files lemme know.

Anyway. We’re on day ten here in Santo Domingo. It feels like a month since the ground shattered in Haiti. I have read there may be another year of “aftershocks” (can you really call them aftershocks if they go on for a year?!). I can’t even imagine that, three nights of sleep interrupted by mini earthquakes was enough to start to make me go crazy – I can’t fathom a year.

Stéphane heard of a classmate having perished. His grade school I passed by about three hours before the earthquake is rubble now. A client of his’ best friend was underneath the (in)famous Caribbean Market texting for days, they never found him. And yet this is becoming sort of run of the mill. Despite that I can say Stéphane finally heard from all of his staff, tout moun (everyone) alive and well save for a broken leg. Though one has lost his home and his mother.

We watched the CNN telethon concert the other night. It’s weird to be watching such a thing and yet be a part of it too. It unsettling seeing places that were once the metropolitan of Port-au-Prince having become a tent city. Fabienne’s co-worker whom everyone knew to be a bit clairvoyant had been saying three days prior to the earthquake that she felt the country was sad, that Haiti was crying.

I can’t think of a country worse prepared and less deserving of such an atrocity.  It’s heart breaking. Top it off with the sense of personal loss, the loss of my life in PaP beginning to take and most of what comes to mind is: Life Is Not Fair & Well, Shit.

So now what huh? We’re on forced vacation. For now there are a lot of options to weigh; where to live, what to do for money, return to Haiti? Start fresh? It’s enough to keep the mind high-speed, so although it’s sort of killing Stéphane and I to be so sedentary, it’s not as though the mind is idle. In fact it’s quite the opposite.

But I must say, we are fortunate to have the “burden” of pondering all this. Lucky to have even some small means to do anything with.

Things that make me happy and smile in the meantime:

phonecalls to friends

Stéphane’s niece/goddaughter Noemy hamming for the camera

Presidente

Runs in the park

Family, here and home

Wii Tennis

A bed, steady ground and the love in my life