It’s hard to articulate what Sandy means for me, impossible to say what it means for anyone else, especially those who have lost so much.

As a born-and-bred Jersey Girl, I spent my summers down-the-shore. (And many summer weekends as an adult.) Although I am shocked by its devastation,  I have faith in its revival.

My daughter Annika was born at NYU Medical Center, where I also had a few medical stays.  I’m in complete awe of the hospital’s heroics during their evacuation.

I lived in Hoboken for eight years.  I feel so sad for a town I loved (and love) so dearly.

And, two nights before Sandy, I ate a fabulous dinner with a  fabulous group of women at NYC’s Barbarini Alimentari, now ravaged and lost to the storm.  I feel utterly helpless to help.

No matter how you’ve been affected, one thing is clear —  Sandy’s massive winds have moved us all.  And she’s still moving us.

The devastation moving so many of us to tears, sadness, and disbelieving shock.   Moving us into compassion for people so abruptly uprooted from everything they know.   Moving us further away and closer together, all at the same time.  Moving us to reach out to friends and strangers in need.

In all of this movement, in all of this disruptive destruction, heroes move into action:

• The NYU Nurses who carried premature babies and their oxygen tanks down 9 flights of darkened stairs.
• The tireless utility workers who left their homes to bring power back to the East Coast.
• Patient police officers, guiding long lines of patrons safely to gas.
• Reporters and camera crews weathering dangerous conditions to bring us up-to-date news.
• Friends opening their homes to weary, less-fortunate neighbors.
• Elected officials doing an amazingly good job.
• The guys who stood in putrid water, digging out drains on Hoboken’s flooded streets.
• Organizers and volunteers of donation drives and cleanup efforts.
• The people of Staten Island who are hanging on tight.
• The Maplewood Librarians who welcomed the masses.
  
• The fire officials, the troops, the rescuers of stranded people.
• Those political leaders who put politics aside in order to expedite assistance.

And so many many more….

When powerful winds blow everything away, we’re the ones who are left behind.

It’s in this dark, naked moment that we are moved to look deeply within.  It is our opportunity to ignite our own heroic power.  The power we need most when the lights go down.

Who are some of your favorite Sandy Heroes?   Please Post below.

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Be Well,

Marian