The Fiscal Cliff has taken center stage these days. And Sandy, for the most part, has been relegated to back-page news. After all, it's been a while now. Except for those still suffering. For them, time is irrelevant. In some ways, it's been forever; in other ways, it's like it was only yesterday when "normal" was ripped from them, when life had a rhythm and they could, more or less, count on being warm and housed and surrounded by a lifetime of collectibles. As we move forward in our own lives, it's easy to leave Sandy behind. That's why I so appreciate Brian Williams (Nightly News) and his continued coverage of this life-shattering event.
The other day he reported the heart-warming story of New Orleans First Responders working side-by-side New Yorkers still staggering under the weight of Sandy's destruction. They consider themselves "sister cities" and New Orleans never forgot how New York's First Responders came to their aid after Katrina. Now it's their turn.
The wreckage is almost impossible to comprehend until we put a human face on it, show the plight of one person, of one family, of one community pulling together. Such loss: photographs swept away, homes reduced to mildew and rotting wood and shards of memories. And yet, for those who lost everything but remained safe in the arms of loved ones, they are stoic in their assessment that it could be worse. They could have lost one another. They're right. We lost a daughter to cancer last year and that goes in the category of worse; far more devastating than the loss of things. Still, storms like Sandy give us pause: they ask us to stop, dig deep and see, in each of our lives, what's nice to have and what's essential, to determine what maters most.
After Katrina, I wrote a piece that seems as relevant today as it did then. That published essay is titled What Matters Most. Click on the title and download it for free.
How would you answer the question I asked my husband in that piece? Post your response in the comments section.
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