You made my heart tear into pieces, seeing the events unfold live last night. Words could not describe what I was feeling inside, as I watch water just rush through the fields, carrying with it houses, cars, and most likely people.
Ever since I was young, I've always been attached to Japan. I have no Japanese blood in me, although there is a strong chance that my grandfather's side has a Japanese linkage. I've been to Japan only twice, and it was never more than 21 days.
To see it all happen, even just through a television screen, I felt for Japan like a third home.
I'm forever grateful and relieved that my host family, friends, and relatives are safe from what happened.
Yes, even you, Junsu.
To the many unfortunate lives that were lost and forever changed by this event, my prayers go out to them. I have faith in the Japanese government and the promised aid of other countries that will rebuild northeast Japan. I hope to feel like a proud mom looking at their son who has accomplished a great feat, when I someday go back there and see what has been done, but also never forgetting what the son has gone through, the lingering heartache of the effects of Mother Nature.