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The Fiance's cousin called his brother up. They're safe. Little damage where they were. Good to know. His brother was ready to house them if need be.

News reports on tv give no sense of geography to people who have never been to New Orleans. I feel like a foreigner watching the footage without a sense of where things are in relation to the other. A sense of distance, a sense of time.

Like when it flooded in Las Vegas one year, my cousin told me that the place that was flooding was miles from where they were. I guess it's like when an earthquake hits here, people outside the state think all of California is falling into the ocean.

Grant it, I've told people that survive minor carwrecks that maybe it's a sign of something else but reading into hurricane Katrina as some wrathful response from God? Why does God have to be wrathful? And why just New Orleans? Could it also be a reminder from God of our humanity? That in all of the destruction, we have found ways to open our homes to strangers, give time to others, and remember the people important in our lives worth more than our homes.

There is a cycle of birth and death. It is the way of things. It's how we live in between that matters.