It is the first year that I didn’t spend part of the day thinking about it. First time that I didn’t spend a moment before drifting off to sleep remembering.
We were lucky. Very few lives were lost, but I knew more than a few people who lost their homes. I knew more than a few who had to start over. When I look at the pictures of destruction in Haiti it brings a lot of memories back.
I am grateful for all that I have, thankful that I didn’t lose more. Those poor people in Haiti deserve better. What happens when more time passes and the spotlight goes elsewhere. What happens then. How many will die because people forget and there is no one there to push for change.