One could probably fill a city with all the tears shed over this tragedy of Hurricane Katrina. I can't help but cry over the events that have occured over the past week. I'm torn with feelings of anger towards the government and their lack of promptness in rescuing the people of New Orleans, and the sadness I have for families that have been ripped apart from the elderly, children, and pets that have been left behind. I could never imagine feeling forsaken and left for dead. These survivors are strong people, stronger than I could ever hope to be. I think about what I would be like in a crisis situation such as this and sadly, I know I would be a basketcase. My heart especially breaks for the poor and elderly that had no means to evacuate. I have a new found respect for the elderly that have been blatently disregarded in this situation. Whatever happened to respecting your elders? It has affected me so much, I may be considering pursuing a career in geriatrics. We'll see. If anything, I have been even more motivated to further my education so I have the means and knowledge to help others. I can't fathom what mental stress the survivors are under. Again, I could only hope to be as strong as these people have been. We hear too much about the looters and the criminals, no one ever talks about the people that have stayed positive and hopeful through their journey. I think I'm at the point where I'm tired of everyone shifting blame over whose responsibility it was to rescue the people of New Orleans. It is important to find out where it went wrong in order to make sure that this never happens again, but I think the most important thing to do is focus on saving and supporting the survivors. I am pretty confident that if you were to try to find who dropped the ball in this situation, you could find it up and down the ladder. People need to stop blaming each other, take responsibility, and move on, perhaps go above and beyond the call of duty. I must say though, I do find comfort in knowing that Americans are very generous, especially in a crisis such as this. Personally, I couldn't sit back, listen and watch everything that was going on, and not make some sort of contribution. Of course, my first instinct was to fly down to Louisiana to lend a hand, but knowing me, that could possibly cause more harm than good. So, I just donated money. In addition, I think it's important to remember that a month from now these survivors will still not have homes, clothes, or their loved ones, basically their lives. We should constantly keep them in our thoughts and prayers, and hopefully find a way to give back to them. Let's not be lackadasical as we have been in the past, where a crisis situation brings us perspective, such as a blackout or a tsunami, but constantly give thanks for what we have (and remember that what we have is not ours but Gods). I think about all my material posessions, all my clothes, cds, and electronics. How could I not give?? Of course, I'm not saying we should rid ourselves of our material posessions but let it remind ourselves that we are blessed and have far more than others. There is always SOMETHING we can do. Atleast PRAY.
Okay, on a not so different note, having said that all, I can't decide what to do with my money from my next check. I wanted to start a savings account, but that's not going to happen. I just can't decide whether I should finally replace my breaks on Jimmy (he needed some new ones since April) or donate to the Humane Society Katrina Relief. Hmmmm....Oh, Jimmy is my car, for those of you who don't know, but then everyone knows Jimmy is my car and if you don't know then you are a freak stalker and probably should not be reading my LJ. Having said that, say a prayer tonight, its the least we can do.