Because, once again, our body is hurting.
My whole body is feeling the pain of Harvey. I wish I was just talking about my hip I hurt mudding out a house or my head that is killing me from all of the wet, moldy life- piles in front of every house. But, no, I am talking about my body of people that I love. They are all feeling the pains of this super storm that shook us all up and then dropped us like so many pick-up sticks. Lives are now scattered and jumbled and tangled. Everyone is trying to find a way to pick through the mess that is left in a way that gets us all past this.
There is my friend who recently found herself single through no choice of her own. She spent an entire night by herself in her house trying to keep drains clear and water out of her house. And…
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