Somehow it doesn’t seem real. It's very close to the United States. We are, in fact, neighbors. We watch the pictures of destruction in disbelief and see rescurers digging for children and adults in collapsed buildings. We report the dead in numbers, not names. We can repair buildings, and roads, but the bodies that held the names are gone forever.
All we can do is embrace the Hatian people in our hearts and send relief supplies. Grief is such a painful personal hurt. Sorrow is more universal in its heartache, for it acknowledges on a higher level the collective loss to humankind. How many of the dead numbers were potential scientists, poets, leaders or potential parents of genius.
Empathy is not only the capacity to understand another’s feelings, it is the willingness to comfort, to cry together and to share the strength of hope when so many see nothing but despair. Hope lets those who hurt know they have not been forgotten by a loving spirit as it manifests itself through a helping hand, a hug or a shared tear.
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