Japan

I wasn't going to write about Japan, because it's just so hard to face. I don't want to concentrate on the tragedy of this earthquake > tsunami > nueclear meltdowns, lives being risked, lives being lost, animals, eco systems, everything destroyed. It is the last thing you want to think about, especially when you have a little one. Right now, it is unavoidable. It is everywhere, and the aftermath just keeps getting more depressing. I naively pray that this is the closest devestation that will ever touch Henry. That is the thing about becoming a parent, you become very self centered. Or at least child centered. The world becomes much more scary, and your own life becomes much more precious. My goal in life is to keep him safe and happy. Taking risks with my own, no more, not that i really lived the wild child life style to begin with.

I just read about a four month old who was found in the rubble four days later. She had been swept away from her parents, and found in another house. I can't even imagine, it literally sickens me with despair when thinking of that tiny baby on her own for 4 days. She was reunited with her parents who both survived, and were waiting in what once was their house. The whole thing is a miracle. These events just trigger this need to hold him, and worry about the inevidable. It's a side of me that didn't really exist before him. I know this is just par for the course in parenting, and i'd much rather worry about these things, than be the type of parent that doesn't. So for now, I will try to untwist my stomach, face the music, and steer Henry through this crazy world.