Have y'all been following the flooding in Nashville? I could not believe my eyes when I saw the pictures? I also could not believe my eyes when I saw MSN's webpage and found no links to more information on this this ever-developing disaster. I was drawn to a post that was referenced two blogs of women living in Nashville (here and here) who were taking to the blogosphere to cry out for help. Their pleas sounded so familiar and their pain did too.
Tragedy and loss have no boundaries. They know no color or creed. They do not discriminate between rich and poor. No person or place deserves to face this kind of loss more than another, just like no person or place deserves to face it without help more than another.
Under the roof and inside the four walls of every house, condo, apartment, project is a place someone calls home. In that space exists a life filled with memories that cannot be replaced no matter how hard you try or how much time has passed since they have been lost. Whether you are rich and your walls are covered in silks or you are poor and your walls are patched up with duct tape, the lives and memories that exist between them share the same value.
And PS - New Orleans, while it has it's faults like any major US city, was NICE to BEGIN WITH!
Rant over. Just as I think enough time has passed to let things like this slide off my back, I learn that it hasn't. No more ranting, I promise.