My heart is breaking for the thousands and thousands of people flooded out of their homes. In 1990 I lost my home to a flood. It was a devastating experience financially, emotionally, and physically.

It takes so long to recover. When our basic need for safety and shelter is unmet, we go wild with fear. We need time to grieve what is lost, the future we took for granted that is no longer ours.


If this is you or your family or friends, take a moment to see yourself still standing. There is strength in this. Even if standing looks like you flat on the floor with grief. There are many of us willing to sit with you. We will help you clean out the muck and begin this new chapter.

At this moment, we weep with all the heavy burdened muffled by grief. Our hearts break over what can not be fixed or changed. Beauty and love will come to us again. Just as the storm passes and the dawn breaks.