My heart stopped beating for a second when I heard the news yesterday; a 7.7 earthquake rocked the Indonesian island of Sulawesi. It doesn’t only hit me because it happened in Indonesia, it hits me because I understand now what the word earthquake means. I can picture it in my head. I can feel it in my veins. Whenever I read about an earthquake before the 5th of August I felt sad but that’s it. Now everything is different. I experienced how a 7.0 earthquake feels and its more than terrifying.
My heart, my thoughts and my love are with the people of Sulawesi. And while I’m typing this I look up and I see that the roof of our house is completely gone. My eye get drawn to the word ‘LOVE’ written on one of the walls and I think by myself: even when this wall be gone soon, true love never dies, it only gets stronger with time.