Until

My yard now looks "normal" you can't tell that earlier this month there was 3 foot of water or more standing in my garage and yard.

That my house looked like an island in the Bahama's.

You can't tell that I had to evacuate my family to safety.

You can't tell that my neighbors had to break into my home to find safety upstairs.

You can't tell that my world is insane with destruction and devastation.

My yard looks normal, not like it used to but normal.

My world almost feels normal until I look outside my walls and fence and see...

My neighbors lives on the side of the road as waterlogged debris.

Until you drive down the street and see home after home, lives after lives, memories after memories, on the side of the road now waiting for heavy trash.

It isn't one or two homes, it's hundred upon hundreds, miles upon miles, millions of people feeling the same way that I do at this very moment.

Some of us will recover, some of us wont.

Some of us will make our homes look normal, some of us wont have homes.

Some of us will heal and some of us wont.

But no matter what the outcome is, we will never be the same.

Today for a moment of time, I can sit on my porch, drink my coffee and look at my normal yard.... before reality sets in.

Today I am grateful for "normal".