| Aug. 31st, 2004 @ 11:50 pm Christine |
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Current Music: Late Night TV
Finally, livejournal has become something that ujournal used to be.
A place for total strangers to comment on others lives, offering advice, or just to say some witty one liners in hopes of cheering up the other's state.
After a while of commenting, you can almost predict what's going to happen next in your livejournal friend's next entry thanks to the eventful entries of the past.
It is my opinion, that you actually know the person better than their own friends in real life do. That's solely based upon the fact that there's nothing to hide. It's a journal. It's you. You don't have to care about people's reactions, you don't have to worry if they'll talk about you behind your back.
I've seen bad entries about friends, heck, I've even written some about my own friends at high school in this journal.
I've seen heartache, I've seen feuds, I've seen IM conversations, and many times I've witnessed just how much a simple hug means.
The thing I'm getting to, is that you actually start to care about your friends on here. Take my friend Christine as an example.
Like my other livejournal friend Amber, Christine lives in Florida.
Most of us are aware that Hurricane Frances is moving straight toward Florida. According to Christine's journal, 85% of Florida will be affected. What scares me the most is that she is located EXACTLY in the projected track. She blogged that her family plans to evacuate, which is good, for their safety. But what she must deal with is the constant worrying with things like,
Is my boyfriend okay?
Is my house still in tact?
What will be left of my town?
And the thing is, she won't know any of the answers until the nightmare's all over.
This hasn't been the first time that I've read fear of uncertainty of mother nature.
A few weeks ago Amber was afraid of a different hurricane which was headed for her. I remember telling her that it would be okay - and trying to be calm so she would be - when inside I was panicking like a monkey without oxygen.
I want you all to envision in your mind that you're packing. Packing - everything you NEED and not what you want - because you know that you have to leave your home in order to be safe. Now imagine leaving your homes. Leaving it knowing that you would never be coming home to the same every-day-feeling that you take for granted again. Just the memories of the past is all you'll have. Your family's in the car. They're waiting for you. In your mind, you've already accepted the fact that it's the last time you'll be in your home. You just want to take in the feeling of safety for a few more moments...
In the car, your mother tries to calm you down...even though you love her, you're not in the mood to talk. All you do is stare out the window at the familiar scenery that you've grown up around.
As time passes, it's as if the car radio is your new best friend. You haven't turned it off since this journey has begun. You aren't control of your fear, the hurricane sucked it all up inside like a child mindlessly sucking on a milkshake straw.
You think you're alone, and wonder why this happened to you.
The thing is, you're not alone .. and that thousands of other people have to endure what you're going through.
Christine, you're not alone. You'll make it through, and so will your loved ones. I know this because I know you, I know you're strong. Emotionally, you've dealt with your own hurricanes, and I know you'll have enough strength and knowledge to contend and cope with this one.
Christine, you, your family, and everyone in Florida, are in my prayers.
I love you, <3
Tiffany |
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