A month and a half after the flood, entire neighborhoods not far from my house still look like this:
House after house, with the contents out at the curb.
And I remain so, so grateful that my house stayed dry. I cannot even imagine sitting here at the end of October with a gutted house.
If your house is gutted and empty and waiting for the FEMA money to start rebuilding? I'm very, very sorry. I can't even imagine.
If your house is warm and dry today? You might want to give a little thanks.