Waiting and Grief

I am not waiting.  I am not grieving for any one person.  So far as I know, I have no friends or family affected (other than being sent there to help in rescue efforts) by the earthquake in Haiti.  However, today I read this.

Relatives of Americans Missing in Haiti Angry

It made me extremely sad.  I know that they just want to know.  The waiting to know is almost unbearable. But, have they not seen the utter devastation?  Do they not realize that it may take months, even years, to find everyone that was covered in the rubble?  Do they not realize that their loved ones may never be found?  Do they not realize that Haiti is a third world country and does not have the access to the things we do, in situations like this?  Do they not remember how long it took to identify bodies after 9/11, and that not all the people were found?  Do they not realize that rescue crews are doing everything they can to help everyone?  I know that grief can make you crazy, but expecting a miracle just because miracles happen is too much.  Miracles don't happen because we're the US.  Our government is not the cause of miracles.  That's a huge misconception.

I am so sorry for all the loss of lives, homes, and families in Haiti.  I wish that I was still nursing so that I could donate breastmilk for the babies.  I wish that they needed Gary.  If Gary went down there, I would feel like I was doing something.  As it is, I just have to keep living my life.

Edit: And, this is what I'm talking about.  There is no way, with all the mass graves, that everyone will be identified.  And, truly, I feel for these families.  My brother drowned 10 1/2 years ago.  He was identified by tattoos and a steel plate in his hand.  None of his friends or family ever saw him.  Sometimes, it is hard for me to believe he is really dead, even though I logically know that he is.  It will be even harder for these families if their loved ones are never found.  But, it's not the government's fault. It just is.