It seems that not a week goes by without some sort of new drama unfolding in the world and in our lives. Last Friday, Bryce and I tookoff on a 4 day break to be in Orange, NSW. The mad rush to get organised so that we could get there in time for Bryce to tee off at 1.30 pm @ the Wentworth Golf Club. BUT IT RAINED! The closer we got to Orange, the more it threatened to rain. ... OK for golf, it seemed. Just a drizzle. The boys got 2 holes of golf in before the heavens opened. They returned to our abode in Orange. Leslie and I had been starting to soak up the lovliness of the Orange Shops (homewares, clothes, and gifts) when we got a call to return to the motel. We heard about the Japanese quake. The Big one. Then followed the Tsunami. The drama. Luckily Grace was continually phoning or messaging and keeping us informed. I felt numb. Confused. I had no emotion. I could feel no adrenaline. I felt like I'd been hit with so much bad news lately that what was another chapter. Grace was fantastic with her communication. And later that night we were able to talk to Laura and be reassured that she was safe.
