I think of them all the time. I walk by the river with my friend as I have done for years but now my eyes are searching for different things. Once all I looked for was the shape of cobwebs glistening with morning sun and the diamond sparkles on the river...now my eyes search for little children and lost loved ones  unaccounted for,lost,I look and I hurt for them... I worry about their families who I know still look for them. I have been told they are not there,they are in another bend of another tributary of some other part of a queensland river...but still I look for them....for their families. I don't want to but I can't help myself,I feel so much for their loss,these souls were my people,Queenslanders.

The floods took so much from us all-it took my joy and childlike searchings.,it took my happiness of morning walks,it took my daydreams.

Then the cyclones came ,not in my home town but in my younger  brothers home town and we worried so for them...many crops were ruined,many homes crashed...prices here for fruit and vegetables soared so I do not buy the things I once took for granted. Bananas,tomatoes,grapes...I don't buy them now.

Our beautiful friend,New Zealand...a country who has always been there for us (and for you too) took a beating,EARTHQUAKE! many were killed,Christchurch had its best buildings flattened and good people killed...I hurt so bad for them.

The mud is still not dry. Nor are my tears. Now my dearest friend is having more heart pain. Already he has had two major surgeries in the last two years...if I should lose him I do not know if I could go on.

Where has my positive attitude gone?I fear this year  has taken it.

Now I have worries of Japan,I am a greenie a believer in Greenpeace and once a member of it...I am against nuclear Power. Are we all doomed due to them?

I pray for them too.

My angel daughter,Jenny,she and I stood last night by the Burnett Heads beach in the darkness,only we were there,we breathed in the fresh air and watched the wide white full moon above us,she saw me staring at it and taking a deep sigh I filled my lungs and told her to do the same. She took my arm,my little girl. a woman yet still my baby in heart...I felt so blessed...'I love you mum' she said...and I replied I loved her too. The waves sang,all seemed well,nature watched us there together,the old,the young.

When all the world is crazy and my heart bleeds for the loss of so many,still,the hand of my child comforts my world and steadies my soul.

I can go on as long as my children do...and mother nature? I love her for allowing that and I love God for Mother Nature.