Stained

I'm really 36 and now my birthday has become a date of horror for the people of Haiti. It's the day life ended there. The horrible day it all came crashing down. The day I turned 36.

I've decided my $100 donation is going to Doctors Without Borders. I respect that 87% of what they take in goes directly to services and their mission is absolutely righteous.

I think maybe in my 36th year I need to take more notice of the suffering and do more to resolve it. My prayers, my hope is with the Haitian people as the unravelling horror spins without mercy.