Aug 18, 2009 01:29
I've never really had "the big cry" after doing Hurricane Katrina relief for the Humane Society. I haven't really talked about a lot of it. There are parts of it that I probably won't ever talk about.
Tonight, for some stupid reason, I started thinking about it when I was trying to fall asleep. And I burst into tears and almost had the big cry. Almost 4 years later and at 1 AM. Gah.
Katrina relief was one of the best things I have done, and one of the hardest. Part of my heart is permanently broken from what I witnessed and the stories I heard there. I had hoped I could complete the actual training when I got back (I went down there as a horse & cat person with no disaster training) but I can't even step inside Cat Welfare without getting choked up.
Would I go, if another disaster of that magnitude were to occur? I think so. I handled it once, I could handle it again. Could I do routine animal rescue and train in shelter operations here? I don't think I can handle it. I can do crisis mode but I just can't handle everyday situations.
Now I would like to sleep, but more crying seems to be on the agenda. Maybe I'll want to talk about this some more when the sun is up.
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