My friends here miss their parents💦.

Hello everyone.

Day after day I pass, tired but still strong in facing trials. Amidst the fatigue, I remember that I still have the potential to continue progressing on Steemit, if the network and electricity are available. If the electricity and network are completely paralyzed, I can't do anything here.

My friends in the evacuation center are truly desperate. I see it with my own eyes. They are far from their families and sometimes go hungry here. I can't bear to see them daydreaming in the evacuation center. I see it with my own eyes, and I try to comfort them so they can relieve their stress from thinking about the trials and current situation.

Every day we always hope for food aid to be sent quickly. That's what we hope for so we don't starve here. But I don't know why many countries don't care about the Indonesian disaster; they only see it on the internet, not seeing it firsthand. If you saw firsthand the severity of the floods that hit Aceh🥹, Indonesia, you would surely cry and be sad.

Many homes were lost, and many families were never found. Sad? Not just sad anymore, but a profound trauma. Every day, we in the evacuation center sometimes boil rainwater and rice paddy water for all the displaced residents to drink.

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We always conserve food, not just food, but everything we need daily. Today, we received food aid from cooking together. The PMI team was incredibly welcoming last night. They entertained us at the evacuation center every night and every day.

Their goal was to provide entertainment. Every night, there was a story of gratitude to relieve stress. Especially every night, we waited for the network and electricity from the sophisticated equipment provided by the PMI to charge our phones. The wisdom in this post is for myself, so I can be stronger.

Author Misslaila🙏.