Well, I got a call today from Mom on her cell phone--her own cell phone with the New Orleans area code. That's the good news. Her house has already accrued $9k worth of repairs--can you call it repairs when it only means ripping out of walls and flooring? An unknown number of unknown workmen have their house keys right now. That's just how things are.
My cousin went to check on her mom's house in a badly flooded zone. She could retrieve none of her mother's valuables: the whole first floor was covered with thick muck. The professionals have yet to give the word, but it looks as though the home, a unique piece of architecture, will have to go. And it seems that that news triggered chest pains in my other aunt, my godmother. I am praying for her right now. She doesn't bother to take the nitroglycerine the doctor prescribed for events like this... and her own home (my grandparents' place) was also sitting in water for weeks. I don't have much hope it can be spared.
So prayers for all the people who in these next days and weeks will face the effects of Katrina on what they left behind.
2 comments:
Today's news, on TV and on your blog, highlight the fact that our concern and attention for the wounded Gulf Coast cannot recede even as the flood waters do.
We are One Body, and when even one hurts, we all hurt. In light of Katrina, we are a Body still much in pain, waiting, hoping, and believing.
Lisa
cullensdaughter@aol.com
Hi Sr Anne,
Is that your Aunt Tutie? I'll pray for her!
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