Hope for Haiti

I sit by and watch.

I weep inside.

I do not have any idea of what is really going on.

I see pictures.

They make me cry.

I will eat breakfast in the morning like I usually do.

My kids have no concept of 100,000.

One said, “Oh, so more than 10?”

Another one said, “No, silly, it was 100,000,000.”

More than 10, less than 100,000,000.

Still devastating.

I want to do something.


It isn’t much, but it is something.

What are your plans?