When I think of You

September 7 2008
Most of the water has gone out of the streets but there is still some running on the ground that goes up to my calves. I’ve been living in my old house, grateful to Mama who has stored some food, not much, but some.
I’ve been alive for three days off that food and I need to find a food and water source before I run out.
Every night I cry.
I cry myself to sleep because my family is gone.
I cry for Daddy.
I cry for Michael.
I cry for Samuel.
I cry for Austin.
And I cry for Mama the most.
I wish they were all still here. I wish that I didn’t have to go through this alone.
I wish it were that night when Mama held me in her arms and hugged me tight. I never wanted that night to end.
I heard in the Marketplace that Hurricane Hanna has stopped. No more rain, no more wind.
It’s over.
But I’m still alone.