On Thursday night, my husband woke me up saying that Japan had been hit with a massive earthquake. I got up and watched the news, then watched the now famous live coverage of the tsunami wave sweeping across the fields. I checked my Twitter account and read someone I was following say, “Walking 35 kilometers home.” and then “Phone battery almost gone.”
Safely here in the U.S., my thoughts and prayers go out to the millions of people having to endure the trauma, including amblerangel and her family. She writes about the quake on her site Hey from Japan – Notes on Moving,
The street was narrow- where was I safest? Under one of the building overhangs or lying buried in its rubble? I decided to run for the intersection where there was more space. The Japanese, used to earthquakes, were now starting to panic as the intensity of the earthquake grew. They began to hold each other. Some were starting to cry. The ground was swaying enough to when I moved I lost my footing. Or was it because I was still holding a death grip on my shopping cart? Good thing I brought that along- could I crawl under it? Where were my kids?
I urge you to read her entire post and follow up on her site with the perspective of her children. And again, Godspeed to our neighbors across the Pacific.