Temporary Job is Over

Today was the last day of my temp job at American Express.

Today was the first day real help showed up in New Orleans for the disaster.

I still haven't really told my 7 year old about the devastation in the bayou. I haven't
shown her the news or the videos, nothing. I think though tomorrow I will turn it to
CNN in the morning and we will talk about it before we go for a worry free, fun filled
weekend at the beach.

I feel guilty just going down there and smiling and playing in the water with the children, but
Im looking forward to it. I feel torn though, but really what is the point of me sitting
around torturing myself about the death, squalor and unlivable conditions down there.
Should I drive myself down and try to help? What could I do? Nothing, but get in the way.

I guess its post traumatic stress syndrome by proxy or survivor guilt. Whichever one it is,
I feel terrible inside for everything thats happening.

From riots to looting to price gouging to surprising cohesion and charity.