Needless to say, I was riveted, glued to CNN well past midnight, watching that wave of water invade the northeastern coastline of Japan, specifically the city of Sendai - where my father's family has lived for nearly 30 years - completely in awe of what I was witnessing. For those who have expressed their concerns and sent their best thoughts and prayers, I thank you. As of now, all I know is that communication within Japan is basically non-existent (cell phones don't work). However, my dad has been able to call into the country and contact his brother to get updates. My uncle has yet to know where his son, Hitoshi (my cousin) is. Last they heard, he was driving a delivery truck to the small town of Ishinomaki, where my dad's 80something-year-old uncle resides in a beautiful home by a river (Memories of visiting that house in 1989, 1990, and 2001 have been replaying in my mind). Much of the tsunami was known to have stricken that area as well. Nothing has been heard from him.
I also haven't been able to tear myself away from several first-hand accounts that have been captured on video and posted to a special YouTube channel dedicated to footage of the devastation across the Pacific Ocean. Notice the calm composures:
Some good wine was lost:
And one mother and son quickly escape their home and console a neighbor outside in the street:
What's up Mother Nature?
Sending out nothing but positive vibes,
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