We all watched in fear and waited with baited breath when Sandy came in.
She was fierce.
She was powerful.
I was addicted to the coverage as we sat in our pajamas, all cozy in our home, for two days solid.
We were fine.
My sister and her family were fine (though they lost power).
My Mom was fine (though she lost power).
My husband's family, though (you guessed it) they all lost power - were fine.
But my old home did not fare so well.
I'm not talking about a brick and mortar building.
I'm talking about the place I called home from the time I was nine years old till the time I left for college: Long Beach Island.
LBI has been decimated by Sandy.
Everyone was evacuated, with refugees taken to my old high school on the mainland.
No one has been allowed back since the storm struck nearly a week ago.
Many parts are still under water deep enough to drive a boat in.
Where the water has receded, sand remains. Inches - even feet - deep of sand that was once on the bottom of the ocean, or guarding the houses along the shore.
Gas and oil are mixed with the water in the streets, in people's homes and businesses.
Boats, ripped from their moorings, lie together in piles in the streets, in front yards, on highways.
I am addicted still. No longer to the news coverage, but to Facebook, where old high school - even elementary school - friends that still live in the area keep me updated on what's going on. I feel like a parent whose child is in the hospital, but she can't get there to hold her hand. I know there's not much I could do even if I were there, but it hurts to watch from so far away.
I know everything is being done that can be done to clean up, and get people back home, and open my beloved LBI back up for people to enjoy once again,
but it's going to take a lonnnng time.
If you would like to help, you can donate to the Red Cross, which is helping with the refugees at Southern Regional High School. They are in need of any donated supplies such as diapers, formula, gift cards to WalMart for food and basic supplies. Also, this link will take you to the NJ volunteer organization which is coordinating a lot of the volunteer efforts.
Please keep Long Beach Island, and all its residents, in your hearts and in your prayers.
Images courtesy: msnbc.com, thestate.com, star-telegram.com, lbirecovery.tumblr.com, cnn.com
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