Ms. Kitty, there are times when each of us read a post and we want to say something since we cannot do something to make a big and noticable difference. Right now I sense that even though you might be on the receding side of the pain, that does not diminish the path of destruction that is left behind. I once moved to a small town in Indiana to pastor a church. As I learned the history of the town, a tornado destroyed about
80% of the town and then it was rebuilt. I only saw what had been rebuilt and it looked alot nicer than other small towns in the area. But people who lived through it were constantly reminded of new building and the ones that were there before. They knew the depressed thoughts about
losing everything. Even as I visited people in their homes, conversation went back to before the town rebuilt. The point, we can present after the pain has receded and we have experienced relief but the reality of where it was before is never removed. As the towns people watched and waited for each storm to see if it would happen again, even when we are having a good day we are aware that at anytime the sirens anouncing the storm of pain can go off at any moment. Your ability to capture the feelings by words is inspiring when I realize the pain you are speaking of is cruel and relentless and even when describing the brutality, you do so with grace. I am touched by you words.