Oh my gosh! Twenty four hours of joy and reunion, not just once, but 33 times over. Alex and I were glued to CNN from the beginning. I sobbed through the first rescue, laughed through the second and then just stayed put with the biggest smile on my face (and a few more tears). I turned on the tv yesterday morning and woke her up with “we have 13.” She texted me from school, “any more?” I responded with the numbers as they came out, every twenty minutes….20, 21, 22, 23. Rosalie had her computer running a live stream in her shop below…she was crying, too. Alex came home from school and watched every single reunion…she had set the DVR to run all night and all day.
We watched her favorites at night (the oldest, the best kisses, the kids, the prayers). We didn’t stop until the last rescue worker was out. It was very, very good.
Shout out to faith and trust, and collaboration. Patience and planning. Courage and community. Hope and heart. Man hugs and flags and singing and wives waiting with clasped hands. Handsome presidents, cool sunglasses and a moment the world watched together…something good.
Speaking of hope, here’s hoping business owners (not just mine owners) and governments (not just Chile) around the world use this moment to galvanize their commitment to safe and humane conditions for laborers. That would be even better.