The last half of the month of May went by in a whirlwind for me.
I feel so fortunate to have had the opportunity to go to Gulfport/Biloxi for the Blitz Build with Americorps and Habitat for Humanity.
The experience was so many different things in so many different ways. I have been thinking about it for the past week trying to find a way to share my experience in words.
I am on my way to Nebraska today for a visit with my older kids and grandson and to work a week of Higher Ground Youth Retreat at Fort Robinson. It is finally quiet and I have time to reflect on the past couple of weeks and my experience.
My challenge is knowing where to begin. I haven't been able to decide. Do I begin with my uncertaintly and doubts about going? Do I start with how hard it was to leave Jeff, the kids and all that was going on at work?
Or do I begin with arriving at D'Iberville and the camp surroundings and what it was like to sleep in military tents on cots? I thought about sharing with you about the incredible volunteers that live at and run the all volunteer camp where we stayed. Especially Johnny who lives and works at the camp since losing his home in the storm. Johnny doesn't get paid anything, but for working at the camp he gets a tent and a cot.
A logical place to begin seems to be sharing with you about the home we were building, a small, but decent 3 bedroom for Twilett Williams and her two kids Jasper, age 9 and her daughter age 2 (whos name escapes me right now).
I wanted to tell you about how Twilett took two days off from her job as a hairdresser to come and work along side us and how she couldn't stop thanking us for our work. She shared how hard it has been to get ahead especially after losing everything in Hurricane Katrina and how appreciative she was for our taking time to come down and build with her.
As I thought about starting with Twilett and her story, I then thought I should tell all twenty future homeowners story. They were equally important. But also important is the incredible effort of the Habitat affiliate in the Gulfport/Biloxi area and the Americorp program that works so hard day in and day out every week to keep up pace with the incredible need for decent, affordable housing.
I wish I could begin by showing you the devastation that lingers even after nearly 2 years. And how the Casinos are the first things to pop back up along the Gulf coast looming large on the barren coastline with bright lights beckoning to tourists.
I could also start by sharing with you the wonderful young people I met and worked alongside, the young 20 somethings that I shared tent space with, stood in lines for meals with, rode the bus with, visited New Orleans with, and played kickball with on what was once a softball field for local youth and now is part of our volunteer camp.
I have a 100 + photos that could help tell the story if I could just decide where to begin. So while I think about that let me just say to my sister, Chris.... Thanks for the gloves! and to Dad.... Thanks for giving me your toolbelt!
Photos to come later, when I am back on my computer at home.
TWO THOUGHTS ON WISDOM.
1 year ago

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bout time you update this thing...VIVA ME!
Sonny
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