When Your Home Isn't Your Home
Natural disasters are, well, disasters. When they strike your home, it can be heart rending. Memories, both physical and spiritual, can be irretrievably lost. Physical memories are scattered like so much detritus across, who knows where, and spiritual memories, once contained within the walls of your home, are seemingly lost, too, and yet they can be rekindled by the comfort of regaining the sanctity of your home, damaged though it may be. Though, of course, you can’t go home, if the State says isn’t safe, as this story so plainly illustrates.
I watched this story on CBS news, but linked to it via Posted by on 08/17 at 05:05 PM
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