I took this photograph with my phone yesterday before I heard the news.
The ambulance has been out for a week or so, along with the doll tent. Two doll babies, the doll doctor, various pieces of equipment. I took the photograph because the cats keep “helping” and it keeps looking a bit like a disaster. Sigh. I wish they were just doll disasters with giant cats wandering through, not real earthquakes.
I wrote Flooded after the tsunami in Japan, about PTSD and about feeling helpless watching. I think we all have a little post-Pandemic PTSD and are more hair trigger and more ready for fight or flight.
Send prayers and money and huge blessings on on the first responders that are heading there or are already there.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: strange.
Brings back memories of great earthquakes where I was born. Buildings collapsed due to poor construction. My family is praying for them.
I can do Tuesday’s RDP. Just provide me with instructions.
Let me have one of the admins get in touch. Could you email me, the email is on my other blog?
Your email actually shows up in my comment section. I will use that. I don’t know about your other blog.
We do have PTSD. I already had it from other things and now it’s like “Where’s my cave?” I’m fighting it, but…
I think some cave time is appropriate for PTSD and grief. I’m tearing up hearing about the people who are trapped using their phones to ask for help. With so many buildings down, mobilizing equipment and workers that quickly is so difficult. And that is not even thinking about the shocked survivors.
Cold-hearted person that I am, I won’t even look at that. I began to and realized that I’m over my head already. What I think about it is we are profligate as hell when we create crises in a world that will deliver them unbidden at random intervals. I don’t understand why humanity doesn’t see that. I think that’s what the wildfire in California in 2003 taught me. “Just wait. Hell will arrive. Enjoy your days, love your friends, be grateful, savor peace.”
Well, I think I know what you mean. The people who have experienced very dark times are different from those who haven’t, because they know it can happen again.
That and I’m grateful when it’s not happening.