The trees in my front and back yard are standing tall and proud.
Many are not.
My neighborhood is intact.
Many are not.
I know where my next meal is coming from.
Many do not.
I know where I’m sleeping tonight, warm and snug in my bed next to my husband with my son just as safe down the hall.
Many do not.
I have hot water and power.
Many do not.
I drove through a gas station to fill up this morning and it took less than five minutes.
Many are waiting hours upon hours.
My family and friends are safe.
My dog is at my feet.
I am grateful beyond measure.
It is the very least I could do….
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Before starting dinner tonight, I told Lucas about the hurricane on the East Coast in the simplest terms that a three year old mind can comprehend and he asked by name if each and every one of the important people in his everyday life were okay; Aunt Leah, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Gary, Aunt Heidi, Annabelle, Francesca, Uncle David, Aunt Gail, Miss Sharon, Laura, Colleen, Jackson, etc., etc. and then he asked if we would have a big storm too.
As I choked back my tears I assured him we were safe.
We then listed all of the things that we were thankful for starting with each other.
The millions affected by Superstorm Sandy are on our minds tonight and should be on yours.
