My life changed. My family faced one of it's greatest challenges. Our little world of friends, neighbors, shops and stores was forever altered.
Today is the 3 year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. Please keep the hundreds of victims in your heart and prayers today.
This is a picture of my street after the storm has passed. This is AFTER the water had begun to drain out of our homes.
This next picture is of a major intersection after the storm. It's about 1 mile from my house. I must be a lot higher (elevation) than I thought --- even though the elevation on my house is a -2.75ft.
But I don't live in the Ninth Ward in Orleans Parish. And for the matter, I don't live in Orleans Parish. I live to the west of Orleans, in Jefferson Parish. You don't hear a lot about us, the damage, the destruction, the ruined lives. Nevertheless, we flooded.....about 8 inches in the house.
Eight inches of water --- not a lot to most people's way of thinking. But let me assure you that it's more than enough to ruin everything you own. We had mold growing out of the cushions of the sofa, mold and mildew on the walls, EVERY wall. My bathtub had a shiny slime in it. All my bedroom dressers and chest of drawers had warped --- ever try to open a warped drawer? Not easy.
My other blog, I'm So Tired covers some of the frustration and challenges we faced after Katrina.
And yet, here we go again! Gustav and possibly Hanna are aimed here. We've got our reservations in Nashville, clothes packed, Mia's toys and books packed, and all my maps of the contraflow and interstates. I will be dropping Daddy off in Birmingham, Alabama to my sister and then heading out. I have family west of the city BUT for Katrina, it took 12 hours to go from New Orleans to Baton Rouge, normally a 1 hour drive. Oh, I'm so not gonna sit in that kind of traffic.
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers...