remember

Every year on January 12, Haiti remembers the overwhelming many who were lost in 2010. Looking through hundreds of pictures I took just a few days after the day of the destruction always takes me immediately back to all that I couldn't capture on film...The Palace in shambles, widespread communities of sheets and blankets, stadiums of tents and children playing soccer on the outskirts all the same… Brothers and sisters still searching for loved ones, clutching to diminishing grains of hope as it poured through their fingers, brokenness too vast to even begin to wrap your mind around, everyone, everyone living alongside death. 

I didn’t expect smiles, but there were. I didn’t expect such devastation, but it was more so. I didn’t expect life to still be moving, but it was complete and total perseverance, still. Every man, woman and child on the island has their unique story from January 12th, but with 200,000 gone in a moment, an entire country shares forever losing someone they loved. 

Ask a Haitian brother or sister today for their story, pray for Haiti with total perseverance, still, and remember.  🙏🏽💙🇭🇹