It’s been a tough week. And yes, it’s been a week. I took the children out to the park on Friday afternoon, after H finished kindergarten at 11 o’clock so the teachers could prepare for next weeks graduation ceremony. There was nobody at the park. We stayed until about 3:30 and then when we got home, I switched on the television. They had done a minute’s silence in memory of the lives lost in the earthquake. It had been a week to the day and the time. I had missed it. We had been playing at the park. I felt very inconsiderate. And then it all came flooding out. That hadn’t happened until last Friday and Saturday. I put Thomas on for the children, and then went and sat in the dining room and had a good cry. I haven’t been turning on the news until the children are in bed. I’ve been explaining the long lines at the petrol station with a smile, along with the aftershocks, the powercuts and the lack of bread, etc.
And then I found out it’s been a week. Just a week seems so short, and yet it feels as if it’s been going on for about a month. I’ve been back and forth on a daily basis at least 10 times, everytime I read on FB that someone has decided to move south, or to leave the country. I’ve been checking flights, reading nuclear power reports, consulting people who know more than I do, and it’s exhausting, utterly exhausting. Even more so by the fact that Y has hardly been home from work this week. He’s been dealing with evacuees coming to hospitals in Gunma (he currently works in the special needs department of the prefecture), plus the fact that March is ALWAYS busy, so some days he hasn’t come home at all. I know I have to be strong, and as I said in my last post, I know how unbelievably lucky I am. But to be honest, it’s been really tough. So I had a good cry, and thanks to FB (wow, how great has that been at gaining information and support this week?!?), watching The Office and chatting on messenger with my Mum and sisters, I feel better. Not all the way. Of course that won’t come until the nuclear incident is stabilised and the quakes have stopped enough to let people rebuild their homes and us to get back to normal. But I realise that I can’t be strong all the time, and that having a good cry and getting it out is not only a good idea, but essential. I highly recommend it. Have a good weekend xxx