Regular readers of my blog will know how well I embrace uncertainty, how easily I welcome the unknown.
Remember, folks, I am a woman who plans for every conceivable eventuality—no matter how unlikely that outcome might be.
Indeed, I’m a woman who, for the most part, fears one thing— and one thing only–
—not knowing what’s next.
I hate it—dread it—am likely to beat the offending uncertainty with a big stick, one guaranteed to pin-down-the-details—
I want to know. I want to know now. And the soon-to-be-known sure as hell better not change.
You get the picture.
Well, it turns out, the world of humanitarian aid—if it’s about one thing—it’s all about not knowing—the ultimate in open-endedness. And if there’s one thing about disasters—besides being really bad—it’s that they’re difficult to plan for. One tries to mitigate, for sure. But mitigation only goes so far.
So, it seems, good news for the rest of the world—i.e. no massive disasters in developing countries—can mean less-good-news for some in the business of disaster response—at least, some like my Sara who specializes in the “biggies.” She goes in when things are off-the-chart bad, puts the pieces back together, eventually working herself out of a job, so national NGO staff can take over once things are a little less dire.
How counter-intuitive to be in the business of humanitarian aid and know that good news for the rest of the world can mean bad economic news for you!
So, it turns out—that Friday, July 1st will be Sara’s last day of employment with the NGO she’s worked for on and off for 20 years—at least her last day this time around. We found this out just last Thursday.
The organization kept her on for 3 months expecting something would come along. We’ve waited patiently, anticipating something soon—very soon—any day now. But, it seems, tsunamis in 1st world countries like Japan don’t call for the same level of aid they do in developing countries like Indonesia.
If anyone knows of an international NGO looking to hire a disaster response specialist—
—with two white dogs—
and one control-freak partner—
— feel free to get in touch.
We’re open to going just about anywhere—literally. We lived last year in post-earthquake Haiti, the year before that in Vietnam. Sara spent a year in Afghanistan.
We do dire. In fact, we do dire really well.
I just don’t do not knowing.
Sara may be excited about new opportunities, but I want to know what they are already and be settled there next week—
—(though last week would be even better).
Yeah—like I said—
—one control-freak partner!