Serenity

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.

Sounds easy enough, but its not.

With the endless news coverage, the new closure of our bay for harvesting shellfish, the patches of "oil mousse" on the beach I can't help but feel sad. Life as we know it here on the gulf coast has changed. Hopefully it is just a temporary change, but based on science its a long term catastrophic disaster, unlike any we have ever seen. As I watched the oil gushing last night I literally got sick to my stomach.

Yesterday, Ryan and I took a little detour on the way home. We headed over the bridge to the beach and I saw 3 coastguard helicopters -carrying what I later learned was our governern and others- going up and down the coast line looking at the approaching sheen. We pulled into Casino Beach and cruised the parking lot, just one of many locals out with their cameras to capture the other side of the tv reporters. At least a dozen satlelite trucks lined the sidewalk, tents errected with video equipment and staging areas for the crew. I circled the parking lot debating on whether or not to get out, but I just couldn't. It was hard to explain to Ryan what were doing, and thought it would be better to just stay in the car.

Needless to say today is a somber day.

I think I have said it before, but it's like a train wreck in super slow motion.