How could I have been so blind?

I woke up this morning ten minutes before six. Tired and groggy I slipped out of bed. Grabbed my purse and went down to the bathroom. I started my make up while I played "The Broken Ones" By the Talley Trio on my mp3. Just another day...the same way I start all my school days...

I entered Jeremy's nursery and heard his small whimpers I scooped him up and snuggled my nose against his cheek. I started to giggle as I saw his smile coming to the surface.

Later, I made my oatmeal and had my orange juice half hearing the news on the radio I grabbed my ironed outfit and scurried up the stairs to change. Making my bed and reading my Bible. I grabbed my jacket and shoes and started my day.

Ruff, day at school students not obeying, my cut on my leg from a freshly new razor from the night before stung most of the day and the brightly green band aids made for a rather interesting conversation.

I came home not to thrilled on having french fries and hot dogs (A normal mid week service meal) And then going to church and being disappointed the new family that came on Sunday didn't come tonight.

Trying to find a way to buy some new clothes on the budget I am on...and figuring how I can manage in my fiances to be a member of netflix...

Pouting to myself that we are not leaving to go to my Grandmothers for the weekend as earlier in the day as I wanted.

Coming home and complaining that the yogurt I was eating was frozen...

I may sound like a spoiled brat to you...I am here to tell you I am.

Here I am laying on my heated mattress on my laptop... people in Haiti are trying to find love ones right now on streets crying them selves to sleep.

Here I am trying to think what I am going to pack for the weekend...someone in Haiti may think life is over...

Here I am holding my sweet adorable baby brother...a mother in Haiti is mourning over the loss of her child.

I complained about the hot dogs, and the yogurt and someone in Haiti is listening to their stomach rumble as they try to figure out what has happened to the life they knew.

As, I hopped on over to one of my favorite blogs tonight the author of the blog did something that she often does to me she made me stop and think and ponder and cry. Please go on over read her post I know it will touch you as much as much as it touched me.

Let's not be so wrapped up in our own lives and to be blinded from a tragedy that isn't as far away as we think it is.

We may not be able to go there and be a medic or a missionary but as believer's and children of Christ we can do something very important we can pray....