What now? And what about tomorrow?

Another day passes, and I can't help feeling that anything I think about the past weeks events would be somehow wrong; somehow selfish, or simply... insignificant.

But what I will say is this. As my heart breaks for those in need on the coast and New Orleans; the loss is something I can't possibly comprehend or imagine; and I'll hold my breath that l personally will never know such sorrow. But in the midst of the anger I feel, the anger we all feel at an event so monumentally out of our control; I wonder why we are all so capable to jump to action in such circumstances. Children are living on the streets where you live; they're hungry, and sick. Many of those young, old, and in between go without basic healthcare for they have none; they simply can't have it, and there's no choice but to go without, and hope, and endure. Someone in your neighborhood probably cried themselves to sleep tonight. Could they have been helped with something as simple as companionship?; an understanding that they're not alone? There are those this winter who will have to decide on heat, or food. There are victims of racism; and the prejudice of a culture who disregards those who have no voice. I could go on. We are so quick to respond when we feel helpless, yet we are so easy to took the other way when residing in the complacency of the status quo. If we could put forth such efforts in the wake of disaster to ourselves; our neighbors; our people; just imagine for a moment what we could do. We need to give of ourselves, and teach our children, show our children, what it means to be fortunate; to be blessed. Perhaps our future would be brighter. I'll continue to hope. Here's to those in need, wherever you are.