A couple returns to their block after Hurricane Katrina has done its devastating turn. The man asks the woman if she’s ready for what they might find. They forge ahead to find the home her father built. It has been destroyed.
The woman finds a decorative item intact here and there in the massive debris. They’re absolutely floored by the scene as they continue to survey it. Then she says, “A house is not a home. Family is home. My father and my husband survived. We’re blessed.”
I admire her perspective so.
