2/26/09

My extended lack of blog posts is directly related to the distinct lack of anything of interest going on around here. I guess that's just winter on LI. I've had the opportunity to meet up with a couple of my favorite blog pals (You girls know who you are) which was wonderful, of course. Other than that, I've been out on a few photo shoots, working around the house, doing the mom thing...etc. So much for that.

But, today I am heading out on a short trip to Sedona, AZ. Aaron is out in Tucson now for work, and must be there again on Monday. So, I'm going out today and we'll spend 3 days among the red rocks. I'm racing around doing my last minute organizing and packing. I'm very excited to make this trip.

I was out in the southwest about a million years ago. My parents took the family on one of those cross country road trips as far as AZ. We visited someone from our hometown who was living out there at the time, who was a geologist. Now that I'm mature enough to be interested, I wish I had that kind of guide. But, back then I did appreciate the sheer beauty of it all and I'm very much looking forward to immersing myself in it....if even for a very brief time. I won't make it to the Grand Canyon this time, but I'm hoping that it will whet Aaron's interest in a return trip before long. One of my biggest regrets is that we never took the kids on a cross country jaunt. A roadtrip is my kind of travel!

I think I'm taking more photo gear than clothing. Priorities, right?

Well, at least this should guarantee a couple of days more than worth posting about.

See ya...

Haunted

The last couple of days, I've been carrying the grief of 51 families.

I was devastated to hear about the plane that went down near Buffalo Thursday night. Whenever there is a tragic accident, I find myself reliving my experience over again. I can't separate myself from those who are getting the news...their loved one is gone,without warning, through no fault of their own, in the blink of an eye.

This one affected me intensely because of the fire involved. Those families will have no remains, and will be forever haunted by what they imagine of the last moments of the lives of those who are lost. It's agonizing....and it never leaves you.

I was listening to the news last night and they were describing how the plane rolled and pitched and then just fell out of the sky. The fear those passengers must have felt, if only for a few moments, had to be more excruciating than anything we can imagine. My heart is broken for them, for what they experienced, and for all those they left behind who must somehow come to terms with the unthinkable.