Japan, Continued

            For now, in solidarity with the many victims, I helped people where I could to piece their lives together, in a weeklong excursion outside of the capital city. My typical day began with the process of waking up, and beginning to distribute supplies to quake refugees. It was a painstakingly slow process, but well worth it, as I knew that what I was doing was invaluable to the many who needed help. Without much of a related skill set, I simply only worked at basic chores, but the fact that so many other people were so much worse off kept the task from becoming tedious. The days kind of blurred together, but in a good way.

            Hearing many of the victims' stories was a rather mind-blowing reminder of how quickly everyday life can fall out from beneath you. One family had just had a baby, and he was spending his first few months in poor conditions, away from home. He was constantly crying, but at least he had family with him. Many other kids at the site weren't so lucky. There was only so much that I and other volunteers could do.