[graciegirl]

In my lifetime things have changed so much. I was born in 1939, and we were at war with Japan. No Japanese immigrants lived near us in Ohio. The Japanese were enemies that we saw on the news briefs when we went to the movies. We heard enough as little children to fear them and hate them too.

Now, all these years later, with so many life experiences in between, I see them as just ordinary people, terribly devastated people that my heart goes out to and who make me worry for their future.

It is cold there. It is hovering around freezing and then we hear that the nuclear reactors are blowing and there could be another quake?

I do pray for them. I don't know how to pray. Surely for comfort and restoration and some abatement of grief.