Someone posted on one of the Wyndham Facebook groups how terrible it is that people are worried about their own vacations and the resorts' condition after the hurricane, when people actually died.
People die every day. I don't want to get too philosophical about it, but when I was a kid and tragedy struck our family and my dad was severely burned after a fire in our garage, I had nightmares for weeks, I couldn't stop the visions of my dad on fire. I didn't sleep at all in those weeks, and I watched people at school, going about their lives and I was envious.
I thought of how lucky they were that they didn't have to live with the nightmares and the trauma that I went through. They didn't have to go to the hospital every day to visit a dad who was swollen and not even recognizable. I was driving, I was 17. The smells of the creams they put on his burns are still with me. We had to wear hospital gowns each visit. They had stacks of them outside of his hospital room for us.
His face was changed, his ear lobes burned off, and he suffered through excrutiating pain. That was tough to watch.
He lived and was badly scarred. This tragedy shortened his life. He was in the hospital for four months.
My point is, tragedy strikes every one of us, different times of our lives, and the rest of the world doesn't stop. The earth still rotates around the sun. We live through it, and people who do not feel your pain are not cold to it, they just don't know what you are going through.