We were in Staten Island today helping a friend of a friend. I was glad I was there because I wanted to help, but I really just wish the storm never came and hurt so many people. Everything has to be thrown away and they will need to start over again. I feel drained today and felt like we weren’t doing enough to make anything better. And my eyes have cried enough tears these last few days because I know how much goes into making a house a home and it’s terrible that so many people lost their place of comfort.
*Lee has been working 16 shifts all week (plus an hour to get there and back). He hasn’t had a day off in 9 days. I came home, woke him up and we at grilled cheese together before he left. I’ve barely seen him all week. Tonight was the first time in 19 years that he didn’t want to go to work. If you know Lee, you know he LOVES (REALLY LOVES) his job. Hopefully by Monday he will be able to take some time a day off and rest.*
: ( I need to go to sleep and hopefully I will feel like my hopeful self in the morning. I’m still grateful to God for everything because things – even houses can be replaced, but people can’t. Say some prayers for me friends.