On April 16th, a deadly 7.8 earthquake shocked the coastal towns of Ecuador. Six provinces in all. Although people felt the earthquake in Quito, where I live, no one could have predicted its impact on those living in the hardest hit areas.

I am saddened by the loss of life and the injured; the trauma that comes with having lived this experience is unimaginable.

I am uplifted by the outpouring of support from all corners of the country and all over the world.

I am saddened by reports of those still missing and the newly orphaned.

I am uplifted by the brave work of relief workers who continue to pull out live victims from the rubble.

I am saddened that some people have used this tragedy for their own political convenience.

I am uplifted by the organization and dedication demonstrated by public and private institutions leading the relief efforts.

I am saddened that it’s going to take years to rebuild this region of the country, small towns whose livelihood depends on fishing and tourism.

I am uplifted by the vision of some to rebuild these towns to make them even better than they were before.

I am hopeful.