I was only thinking the other day how quickly our media moves from one disaster to another, but often doesn't revisit to give us an up-date. And I don't mean a sensational up-date, just the facts (ok, I might be asking for to much from the media). An example of this was the Christchurch earthquakes. I had been wondering if all the bodies had been recovered as I was thinking about all those families still waiting. By this point the news had moved onto Japan, and now of course, Libya. After Libya, it will be something else.
My thoughts about this was so beautiful written by Jeanne at "A peaceful day" - who was devastated by the floods in northern Victoria. While we all move on, thanks to the media who cleverly move us on to the "next big story", families like Jeanne's are still picking up the pieces. Their road to recovering will be long and painful. Sadly most of us will forget all about their stories once they have been removed from our TV screens.
Their pain and tears are very real - I know this because I have been there. Not as an adult but as a 16 year old - February 16, 1983 - Ash Wednesday fires. My memories of this day are very real - I can tell you in detail what happened. This day still can bring tears to my eyes when I think of how close I came to loosing my parents and my home. The physical scars of the landscape have disappeared but the memories never do. So for families like Jeanne's and the many others - they are still suffering even if we aren't hearing about it on the news. Likewise, those in Queensland, New Zealand and Japan.
So to all my dear readers, please don't forget Jeanne and all those who have suffered in recent disasters . . . they need our prayers to get through these difficult times. As she says in her blog - "it's not a sprint it is a marathon".
My parents farm days after the Ash Wednesday Fires, 1983
What it looked like before the fires
The apple orchard - a lifetime of work, gone in a few moments