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Thanks, Sandy?

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It would take a hurricane to bring me back to my blog. Blogging has been a point on every to-do-list that I’ve made this month. In the first week of this month, I was set on blogging about October being Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Having been interning at shelter for survivors of domestic violence, it was only right. I had planned to have weekly posts relating information about domestic violence and giving helpful tips on how to help someone or even yourself if you are struggling with this issue. Yet here I am, two days before the month ends, blogging for the first time. Hopefully, the thought really counts this time.There have been so many “bloggable” things that I’ve come across, experienced, or simply thought about since my last post. The biggest one was the presidential debates until this hurricane. I remember Hurricane Irene of August 2011. My family stayed in a hotel in eastern Pennsylvania for shelter. Luckily, when we got back home, Irene had only turned out the lights and blew around some twigs. Sandy seems to have another plan. While I’m grateful that she has already cancelled my internship for the day and my class, I’m worried about what I’ll get in return for those cancellations. How much damage is going to be done? In thinking about the elections next week, how is the recovery from the storm going to affect how many people have time to go to the polls? I pray that the effects of the hurricane only slow things down and that any damage can be quickly alleviated in the days to come. At the very least, it has given me time to attend to things I’ve spent too long away from. On a larger scale though, I hope people are able to get to the polls next week and contribute to where this country will move over the next four years. We'll see what happens.


 


 

 

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