Human beings are fragile creatures building fragile dwellings, yet we've considered our abilities to conquer famine, poverty, and the elements pretty darn powerful.

Tuesday, Ocotober 30, those abilities were put to an extreme test...  

The weather channels were broadcasting about a huge storm called Super Sandy, or Hurricane Sandy.  They began referring to the super storm as the Perfect Storm. Super Storm Sandy slowly moved up the East coast, destroying everything in its path, and there were already numerous deaths being reported. But, as recently as Friday, October 26, the meteorologists could only guess where the storm was going to make landfall, so the people living along the coast were being advised to prepare for the worst.

Here in New Jersey, we began preparing as best we could--buying food, water, and other necessities, such as batteries, generators in case of power outages, and items we take for granted in our daily routines.  Most of us really didn't see the need to go out and purchase generators--so foolish we were.  Some of us were even complacent, thinking the storm news was probably just a bunch of hype. Our governor issued a mandatory evacuation for the coast--most people heeded, some chose to remain in their homes, and were sorry they did.

Today, five days after the storm made landfall 50 miles south of where I live, we're recouping, slowly but surely, just like the storm that made its way up the coast and destroyed our properties and beaches. We've seen our homes swept away by record 13 foot storm surges from the Atlantic Ocean, massive fires from gas leaks on a barrier island called Mantoloking, located 3 miles from me, which burned dozens of homes and now has an inlet running through it, courtesy of Super Storm Sandy. Huge trees have been uprooted, power lines are down, and phone poles have snapped in half. We've had little or no electrical power, no cable, and no access to purchase food because the stores were all closed due to power outages. There's beach sand a few feet high, half a mile inland from the surge that bombarded the homes surviving the storm intact. New York City subways were flooded and some are still not running.  Power is still out for tens of thousands of people region-wide.

We folks here in New Jersey are a tough bunch of cookies, though.  We're banding together, with neighbors helping neighbors less fortunate.  We're donating food, water, clothing, and blankets to storm shelters, (most of them schools), and being patient while we wait for hours on 3-4 mile-long lines to buy gas for our generators and vehicles. We have a hurricane blowing within our souls, prompting us to rebuilt what is destroyed.  Rebuild we shall, but the effort will take time, money, and government resources.  Big business and small ones, too, are losing revenue.  People are out of work.  Children can't go to school. The list is endless.

To aid in the recovery effort for those left homeless, and there are SO many, please contact the Red Cross at or call 1-800-REDCROSS.  You can even text the word Redcross to 90999--this puts you on board to donate $10, which will provide hot food for people who are hungry. 

I'm one of the lucky ones.  My power was only out for a day.  I have food and heat.  My house is intact.  However, I've been emotionally upset for a few days, as I grew up in Point Pleasant. The boardwalks, snack bars, and those famous landmarks you've been hearing about on the news, from here to Cape May are gone and changed forever.  I'm not complaining, because I have nothing to complain about.  I grieve for the homeless and those who will be suffering their losses for a long time to come.  

The only good things Super Storm Sandy did for me were to clear out the darn spider webs along my crawl space and render me grateful my problems were not bigger ones. I pray the hurricane blowing within the souls of my neighbors will continue to keep surging through them, as they recover and prevail!