Hi all,
This past week and a half have been beyond hard. We have all heard the news and seen the images coming out of Port-au-Prince daily that really can't be described with words. I have to turn off the radio and TV because I can't handle it knowing I am sitting here at home, far from the chaos, far from being able to give any help. It hurts even worse now that Haiti and the people there, have somehow found their way into the depths of my heart. The only thing I want to do, which is be in Haiti, I cannot do. There has definitely been more than a little agony, anger, and tears shed from this end.
For those of you who don't know my travels started on January 12, taking off from Seattle. I got a call that there had just been an earthquake striking Port-au-Prince, no kidding, while I was in the car on the way to the airport. No one knew the extent of the damage yet, and with all flights still on, I traveled forward. After a red eye to New York, I arrived to find my flight was canceled to Port-au-Prince the morning of the 13th, for obvious reasons. And I can now say January 13th is running for one of the worst days of my life. Let's just say it involved 12 hours at JFK airport, about 150 pounds of luggage, 156 thousand minutes on the phone (several of which were me blubbering to my mom after I had spent over an hour at the ticket counter), and absolutely zero help from my dear friends at Delta. After exhausting every possible strategy and plan we could think of, Sara (who was stranded in Miami) and I decide to head back home to wait until we had a clear route into the country and up to Passe Catabois.
And like I said this week has not been a pretty one. Life seems to be on hold for now and that is just plain frustrating. Plans seem to change everyday, but nothing solid has come to light through the madness and flurry of people and ideas. This is a testing time... that we can continue to trust that God is working for the good here and trusting he will show us the way we should go now.
Senye a, m'ap tann ou...
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"He must become greater; I must become less."
2 comments:
I am so sorry to hear you are so discouraged Ryna!! Praying that God will give you peace and open those doors to go back down there soon!
Ryna, we have been wondering about Anne-Marie, Rob and the children. Rob called me a week before the earthquake telling me the AM had gone to the Netherlands.
We just discovered a letter on their website. It is in Dutch, of course. A computerized translation said that AM left on January 1. Rob was given permission to take the children to the Netherlands on the 13th, the day after the earthquake on a special plane. They all are in the Netherlands at this time.
I was not sure you knew this.
Ken & Maggie
ken@millionmilejourney.com
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