I spent three hours yesterday wondering around Shin Urayasu trying to take in what my neighbors across the river from have been going through. The first thing that I have to say is that although the damage is quite extensive, it can not even be compared to what the people in the Tohoku area have been going through.
As my sneakered feet wandered in between the houses, and apartment complexes that fill the reclaimed land of Urayasu, I couldn’t help but notice that for as much damage that had been done, there was as construction crews all over the city. The dusty air filed my nose and the rattling of jack hammers hit my eardrums. I was surprised to see housewives sweeping up dust into white drawstring bags and placing them in front of their homes.
A sign at a local kindergarden gives the people words of encouragement in their times of trouble. I was warmed to see people working as a community to help get the city back to normal as quickly as possible.
Walking along recently graveled filed sidewalks I would stop and stare at a portion of a wall that had collapsed or to watch a construction crew to repair streets. The amount of activity was mind boggling.
I have great hope for the future of Japan. Japan has an opportunity to come together to face the triple disaster and emerge on the other side stronger and connected with each other. Spring is here. The flowers are reaching for the sun. I pray that all the love and cooperation will continue long after all the dust has been cleaned from the streets.