i've been watching the news on hurricane katrina and the devastation along the gulf coast, and the main emotion i've felt: detached. a lil pissed at bush because i can be (and b/c he makes it so easy), but lately, trying to figure out how i can help. family's donating a lil bit, and my mom keeps saying, "how could we go ___ (shopping, eating out, etc.) when there's so many people suffering?"
when she said that, i thought, "what does that have to do with us enjoying our weekend?" but in retrospect, mommy was rite. i realize how much money was spent this weekend just getting drunk like every other week, and although i got in quality time with the people i luv, wut if someone had said, "let's rent a movie and send the rest for the victims?"
i can't imagine how traumatized i would be if my house was razed and my family had to start all over again with literally nothing. how long does it take to rebuild a home? not just the four walls, but the familiarity (the distinct sound of your family's footsteps, and their favorite places to rest), the memories, the feeling that this is where i can sleep in complete comfort. a few hundred of the katrina victims are coming to the bay for sanctuary, so they'll prolly need some help there. for all yu bay area ppol (polly :), here's the red cross #'s: santa clara r.c. (408) 577-1000, sf bay r.c. (415) 427-8000, palo alto r.c. (650) 688-0415. lemme kno if yur interested and we can go together. :)
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