Unexplainable

I'm home.  Went to work today - it was good, busy good, and yet unlike so many others are unable to do - somewhat push the hurricane to the back of my mind.

I , am, lost, for , words...

I felt almost like I did my fellow co-workers a disservice.  They of course asked me how it went.  I couldn't come close to finding the words to describe it.  It wouldn't have mattered if I did, they wouldn't have been enough.   Several times today I started to well up.  Then as quickly as it comes, it goes away.  I too, am feeling a little numb, and a lot shocked.  Unexplainable, UNFATHOMABLE.  I can tell you no matter what you "think" you've seen, what you "think" you have comprehended when you read about it... you have no, no, no idea unless you see it first hand.  I don't think, seeing what I did just in the people I served, that even I can grasp what happened in the dregs of it all.  The stories alone, when heard upfront and personal would make you nauseous-truly sick to your stomach.  As well, the thing I did manage to relay to my friends and now to you is this: I find it interesting that many of the events I heard from people, as well as on the local Houston news, have not even made it here to Colorado.  I wonder in general how much they will try and suppress - they are doing a good job so far.  I choose not to retell in this format those harrowing events; just know what you hear is only part of the story. 

I took only 2  pictures - one of the masses of donated supplies (just at the location I worked at!)and one of my sisters and my name badges.  Every day I will look at it as a conscious reminder that we owe it to every single family who has suffered to not forget and to not let them stand alone.

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[Meg]

I hope you will find opportunities to tell some of the stories because each of us who have the stories telling them is the only way to keep them from being suppressed.

Kudos to you for making the trip.

Meg