A Family Shattered by Hurricane Sandy
She felt her children, her babies, her little boys, sucked from her grasp. She stared into a killer storm, screaming, for any sign of her sons – her sons, but they were gone…both of them. Desperately begging, screaming, banging, breaking windows…for help. Help that never came. And so she continued to wail, in a sorrow so deep and frantic, for twelve hours and still no one came to help a mother who would never again see her kids alive. Twelve hours – the roar of her desperation met only by the howl of the hurricane that snatched her babies.
Connor was just four years old and his little brother, Brandon, was only two. After their car stalled while Glenda Moore was attempting to get her young children to safety at a relative’s house, she freed them from their car seats while the water rose up around them. With Connor and Brandon in her arms, she fought to save them but, in an instant, they were gone.
Surely someone would open their door for her…nope. Certainly another person would have the parental instinct to risk themselves and help her search for her babies…nope. Undoubtedly some individual would pick up their phone and at least call 911 for a mother desperate to save her two and four-year-olds…nope. Most definitely another human being would let her in to their home during the worst storm in this region’s history…nope. Not one door opened, not one mouth uttered a comforting word, not one soul saw past fear enough to gain sight of a terror so much greater than their own.
When a hurricane named Sandy finally calmed, these horrified parents’ real storm had barely just begun. The bodies of the young brothers were found just yards apart – among mud, trees, and debris. That’s the last mental picture that Damian and Glenda Moore will ever have of their sons. Their little Halloween costumes were never worn, Thanksgiving will be a miserable next, and the Christmas tree will not shelter the gifts of children. There will be no fifth and third birthday celebrations. The Moore’s went from being the mommy and daddy of two blessings…to the parents of lovely memories.
They will need our prayers. Whatever your language, whatever your beliefs, whatever you call your God – lift this family up with your words and hearts. For them, I have ached with an empathy pain that is uncomfortably as close as I ever want to be to what they are feeling. For them, I have cried the tears of a mother who holds her kids a little closer now. For Damian and Glenda Moore, my heart will continue to hurt, knowing that their devastation is also what binds us all together – as parents who love our children as deeply as they loved theirs.
Donate to Help Damian & Glenda Moore
A relief effort has come together to help the parents of Connor and Brandon. To give them hope and the respect of a proper funeral for their two beautiful sons. A fellow blogger published this post about her connection to friends of the family and shared a link to get involved. If you have it in you to give, please click the link below to learn how.
Learn more about this story: http://www.nbcnewyork.com/news/local/Missing-Boys-Staten-Island-Body-Sandy-Hurricane-Disaster-176801031.html
Contact: Susanna Silva at firstname.lastname@example.org for more details.
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