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It's now 3:25AM and I'm still trying to fall asleep...

I wish...

I wish I spent more time with my little brother, so young so full of energy. A whole life ahead of him, to die so young is simply unfair.

Every night when it's time to go to sleep, I find myself laying on my bed wondering how my family's doing in Haiti... where they're sleeping...if they're even sleeping....what they're thinking about? - I guess i feel like a helpless coward for laying here on a comfortable bed while my family in Haiti sleeps on the floor in their backyard, under a tent or whatever the case may be.
Haven't they been through trauma? When will it cease...?

I wish i could, if not trade places with them, at least be there to support them mentally, physically or psychologically...yet every time I mention going to the island, they reject the idea and state that one more mouth to feed would only be detrimental to the durability of their supplies.

So what exactly is a 22-year-old recent college graduate to do to help is family members now, today or this week? Already went through the whole dance of sending supplies, and also donated to the red cross and the yélé foundation but apparently my torments are still not at ease. I feel that I don't deserve to be comfortable if they're not comfortable.

...I guess I'm just venting, and wishing that not only my family, but Haiti as a country would get a chance to prosper. I do wish to go back to the island one day, not only to work; but I also wish to create jobs and contribute to the country's development and prosperity.

ugh....that was a lot of "wishing"...
I will stop my venting there, wish whoever reads this a good night and also wish I didn't have to wake up in about 3 hours to go to work !

Rest in peace Jean Marc, I really wish I at least had a chance to say goodbye...

-Bertrand Bélancourt