I’m still recovering from two months of travel. I came back from my last trip very worn out and fighting a chest cold that just won’t let go.
The past couple of weeks… I’ve just been tired. Normally, a day off will do for recovery. But this has been different. Each day I get up and mash the gas peddle of what I want to do… and there’s simply no vroom there.
More than 3 months have passed since 200,000 people were killed and a million people were displaced in Port-au-Prince.
For a news item that’s an eternity ago. It’s just how we’re hardwired. We hear a news item, we are shocked by it, we do a fundraiser, we move on. And we want to block it out until late December of that year when our favorite news agency does “2010: A Year in Photos.”
For lack of a better term I’ve been calling this “Haiti fatigue.” The news cycle has passed. People are thinking about economic recovery. Health care reform. Earthquakes in San Diego, Chile, and China. Larry King and Tiger Woods sex lives. iPads. On and on. Anything to distract ourselves from the good and bad that is happening just a few hundred miles south of Miami.
Talking about what’s happening in Haiti just isn’t that interesting to people any more. They are sick of it.
But I’m not fatigued.
I’ve not forgotten.
I’m praying about how to wake up those echoes. Stay tuned.