What a bitter and ironic world it is. Little did I know when I posted about the Hina Matsuri Festival that Japan would be hit by such catastrophe so soon. My heart goes out to the people of Japan and New Zealand. After the trauma in Haiti, I had hoped there would be no more quakes. I lived in California and was in the 89 quake. It was not good. I even bought a doll that year, a large china head from the once legendary Indiana Antiques on 2nd street that had survived the 1906 quake. I saved many newspaper articles, and still remember the utter feeling of helplessness I had when the quake hit and I was on 280 going home. The huge metal signs were bending and large trees dipped their branches to the ground. The radio was playing "Shake, Rattle and Roll," and I thought I had blown all four tires. We couldn't call out, but people could call us in CA. We had bad tremors for days, and six months later, on the anniversary and exact moment of the 1906 quake, we had another earthquake. I actually stood at the San Andreas Fault line that summer. I think I was ready to come home after that.
Dolls seems to trival in light of these disasters, yet they are a comfort, and something to cling to, as are all things we love. They distract us, and help us cope. Today was somewhat glum; I missed the big doll show, but did set up with help a large exhibit of Barbie and Lilli at a local museum. It was very colorful; I will post photos soon. The program on Historical Women and a possible TV spot is coming up. It should be interesting, and I want to include some infamous as well as famous women.
May we all say a pray tonight for the people of Japan, and for all who live along the pacific. May the waves tonight be peaceful; may the earth be calm. Till next time.
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