Having talked to my friends here and in Nepal till the wee morning hrs. the day before and my mom saying “I have survived two big ones and I will survive the rest, god willing, don’t worry”. She explained the running and fleeing and manages a little laugher and her sense humor still gives way now and then. She says how some jumped out and broke their leg and so she chooses to sit it out under the table in her apt and walk down the stairs after its done. Their strength is indestructible despite what they continue to endure.
I redirecting my focus and stay busy instead of worrying, I have a very productive day today keeping my mind and body busy. I get a lot done for my Nepal trip, I reschedule my tennis program for rainy May month and contact my clients for the moths I will be absent. I go and train my son as he has a Super Champ tennis tournament in Dallas this weekend and I catch my breath and sleep on one of the picnic benches at the park and breathe the fresh air. I call CDC , setup appointments for vaccine and more, the list goes on but I get a lot done! Feeling good “in a way”.
9:16pm this evening US time, I call my mom, she is half asleep but she wants to talk. She says she is ok and the tremors have continued all night and its hard to fall asleep. She has gone back from the outdoor camp decided to sleep under the table for a good nights sleep in the apt. As I am talking she starts to yell “Aayo, Aayo, phero aayo, ma janchu” translation (its coming, its coming again, I have to go) and she hangs up. My heart is beating fast, I hope its not a big one and I hope everyone is safe in Nepal.
About 9:30pm I email my friend with whom I am trying to coordinate relief and funds with her grass root organization in Nepal. She verifies “Yea there was another aftershock. :(.” these are her own words! Yet she is back up and working.
I just can’t imagine what everyone’s going through in Nepal, emotionally and physically, the ones that survived are still in peril, the ones that perished have left behind loved ones who mourn their loss yet have to fend for their lives and family, homes destroyed, nowhere to sleep….it goes on. They are completely terrorized and it continues, and yet they still rise and fight and still try to continue a sense of normalcy (which is quite an understatement!).
All we can do is pray and take it one day at a time, with a lot of hope and a lot of faith!