being tossed in a washing machine kinda explains what i have gone through this past week. having stayed for hurricane katrina, having to move out due to damage, having to deal with the aftermath, having to come to houston for running water and power, and having to deal with the loss all around me. loss of property, loss of life, loss of way of life, and my loss of belonging. my husband is in mobile possibly living in his office, gwyn and i are in houston staying with a friend, and my dog is at my in-laws (he has no need for running water). we have no idea when we'll all be together again. luckily there was no one in my family that passed away or that lost their home completely. with the coast being as small as it is .. we all will know someone who knows someone who passed away in the storm. we definitely will know someone who lost everything. the other day i was at my friend's parents home, or what used to be their home and all i could do was cry. their life was there scattered and tattered all over the place. in trees, under tons of bayou sludge, under the debris of what used to be their home. you could walk around and see things that would indicate a home used to be there, but there was no roof, no walls ... nothing. i was able to find a handful of photos, most destroyed by the water, and a couple tea cups i found in tact. i also found a flower pot which i will put a new plant in and give to his mom. hopefully when she starts over it will be a little touch of her "home".
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