Monday, April 8, 2013
I'm not good at praying
My thoughts are with my loved ones on Guam who read online and see on the news the drama unfolding surrounding North Korea. On Facebook, I read comments about being scared, wishing for more information, praying for this all to go away. My mom said, "I cry when I see the news stories on the North Korean threats." Guam sits right there in the South Pacific. During World War II, right after Pearl Harbor was attacked, it was invaded by Japan. When the US freed the island two and half years later, the generation of Chamorros who survived were beyond proud to call themselves Americans. Guam was declared a US Territory and citizenship was granted. The small island has gone through growing pains and identity shifts over the years. It suffered along with Hawaii when the drug Ice hit the streets hard. It was devastated when the Japanese market crashed back in 1989. It's a tourist hub. It's hot and sticky. It's beautiful. It's where I grew up.
Photo by David Burdick. (NOAA Photo Library: reef1309) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0) or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons