Devastation
This photo speaks a thousand words to me. With the hanging wedding photo intact, I can’t help but think, this was once a home, with a family. There have been too many painful photographs, full of suffering and death. The ones which show children break my heart.
I’ve been feeling severely depressed as I continue to read about the situation in Myanmar and now the devastation in China from the 7.9-magnitude earthquake. We’ve been watching China especially closely. My father’s family is from Anhui province. Although they fled in 1949 to Taiwan when the Communists took over, it still hits close to home. It’s always difficult to see people suffering, regardless of country, culture, race.









JST 1:23
i watched rescue workers pull a little chinese boy from rubble today - i cried. he was alive but his entire face was swollen from trauma. i just want to run over there and help save kids…