When Fear turns into Dread
Sep. 14th, 2001 11:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabbitzillaI... just got off the phone ... and found out that there's still no word on Greg. Gods, it's been three days since this cyclone sucked us all in, and he's not been seen or heard from.
Greg... you're one of the few family members I've never met. I've seen pics of your wedding to Karen... from what I see there, and hear from others, you're truly a marvelous young man. If... if you're still with us, somewhere... please touch base with one of us? It's probably useless to put this here, but I have to do -something-...
Mom promised me updates, and I've gotten a few from others as well. I... think I'm going to need to break down and call up to my Aunt and Uncle's... as Karen's parents, they'd know for sure what was going on. Please be okay...
--
As for the rest, I'm still not sleeping. The rage that this stirred within me has got me twisted into knots. I know there's little or nothing I can actually do to help, and that frustration just stirs into the mess. This could easily have wiped out half of my family; I know that, and still can't seem to accept that it may well have gotten a single one of them.
Some folks are saying they can't seem to cry; they worry that they're somehow less than human for it. Me, I can't seem to -stop- crying. I get a couple hours and then it all cracks through again. Probably both reactions are within the 'norm'... but they each seem to have liabilities. :(
Jason's on his way up here, today. I think he's hoping some company will cheer me up a bit. Maybe he's right, but while one of my kin is still missing, I'm not sure I -want- to be cheered...
Greg... you're one of the few family members I've never met. I've seen pics of your wedding to Karen... from what I see there, and hear from others, you're truly a marvelous young man. If... if you're still with us, somewhere... please touch base with one of us? It's probably useless to put this here, but I have to do -something-...
Mom promised me updates, and I've gotten a few from others as well. I... think I'm going to need to break down and call up to my Aunt and Uncle's... as Karen's parents, they'd know for sure what was going on. Please be okay...
--
As for the rest, I'm still not sleeping. The rage that this stirred within me has got me twisted into knots. I know there's little or nothing I can actually do to help, and that frustration just stirs into the mess. This could easily have wiped out half of my family; I know that, and still can't seem to accept that it may well have gotten a single one of them.
Some folks are saying they can't seem to cry; they worry that they're somehow less than human for it. Me, I can't seem to -stop- crying. I get a couple hours and then it all cracks through again. Probably both reactions are within the 'norm'... but they each seem to have liabilities. :(
Jason's on his way up here, today. I think he's hoping some company will cheer me up a bit. Maybe he's right, but while one of my kin is still missing, I'm not sure I -want- to be cheered...
