Thirteen years ago, I watched in horror and sadness as the waters rose around us and did not stop. It was by far the most devastating and traumatic experience I had ever been through, and I had never felt...
Moving to New Orleans in July of 2005 was going to be the biggest adventure yet for me and my new husband. We had just settled into our new house on Palmer Street, only blocks from where my husband...
It’s August 28, 2005.
We watch helplessly as long lines of New Orleanians make their way into the Superdome, clutching pillowcases, suitcases, and small children.
We watch this scene on a small TV screen in New York’s JFK airport, squeezed into...
Nine years ago, people across our country asked whether or not New Orleans should be saved. They asked why we couldn't all just move a little further up river? Why we couldn't all just start over in another town?...
I never thought I would be grateful for Hurricane Katrina. Certainly, I learned much about humanity, family, and resiliency. And for those lessons and experiences, I am grateful. I would not have met my now ex-husband, if not for...