Since Tuesday we have just been holding on to what we can.
As the quake hit, I ran and hung on to the girls.
Tuesday afternoon as the hours passed, I hung on to the message from a neighbour : someone had seen Gunter heading toward town on a student's scooter. He was searching for our overseas visitors.
As we waited for our small family to be reunited, we gathered with friends and hung on to each other as the news of our devastated city unfolded.
As the power returned to the house we hung on the phone filling up with love from friends and family.
Our home is fine.
Our family is safe.
Our hearts remain with those who have lost so much.
We are on the West Coast visiting friends for a few days.
No helicopters. No aftershakes.
Gathering ourselves in preparation for returning and helping rebuild our communities, we hold onto each new day and the chance to be together with those we love.