I was in an earthquake once, when I lived in Anaheim, California. It was a wee thing, over before I knew it had started. I remember very calmly watching the waves on my waterbed, and thinking, “Gee, that must be an earthquake.” And then my roommate came running down the hall to make sure I was okay, which of course I was, and I asked her the stupidest question. “That was an earthquake, wasn’t it?”
I cannot imagine going through one as severe as that which hit Japan today. My heart and prayers go out to the people there.