13 days have passed. 13 days of being on the alert.
13 days of being grateful for being safe. 13 days of crying for the ones who are left with less than nothing. 13 days of wondering if it is safe to take a drive. 13 days of wondering why help does not arrive faster . 13 days and 14 nights.
It is cold outside today.
It is colder in Touhoku.
We, in the safe zone, greet each other with ...-Cold today, isn`t it....up north they don`t even have fuel today either...
Survivors look into the TV cameras, delivering messages to family or friends that might be watching....An old man sobs saying that -if only Mother was still here....
-Parents without their children and children without their parents.
-Dogs without owners and owners without their dogs.
-A little boy tells us that he is ashamed for complaining about his mother making hamburgers for dinner 15 days ago. Now he would be happy with just a little one... just a tiny hamburger.
-Drinking water in Tokyo is reported to show radioactive....
-Gaddafi has taken over the main role of the global news picture.....
While my three boys sleep, not aware of any of all this, on the couch.
Today is day 14.
I`ll go smell my garden.
What could be more important than that, right now.
I can hear some one say "Nothing Grete, nothing!"
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