Through the Eyes of a Survivor
How dare it happen to me?
How can I wake up, thinking I'm home
When there is no home?
How can I remember every little treasure,
Every picture, every nuance
When it's like it never existed?
It was a moment ago.
It was a lifetime ago.
It must be someone else.
It can't have happened to me.
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Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem.
My sister owned a camp in Holly Beach, LA., and it was completely wiped out by Hurricane Rita. Your poem will truly touch her heart, as well as mine. We had to completely gut the inside of my home after Hurricane Andrew. Our roof was completely torn off.
Mom70582: Thank you for your kind words. I'm so sorry for what you and your sister have gone through, and for what you are both facing. You both will be in my prayers. Although I was spared by these last two disasters, I have faced other challenges, and I can promise you that time will heal your wounds and your heartbreak. I hope that through my poem, you, and other survivors might feel less alone. Know that you are in many hearts. xox, Doggy U*u*U
Our family lives in Maurice, LA and we lost our home to a tornado caused by Hurricane Rita. There are so many people that have been affected worse than us with water in their home. At least the water in our home was rain and not salt water and mud.
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