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The digging , the waiting, the mud continues.
The names of the deceased appear, the names of the missing posted.
What happens to a community when so many simply vanish? How do we come to understand the catastrophe? When overcome with grief, how does someone survive?
One takes small steps, uncertain of the stability of each day, for the terrain of one’s heart has shifted and one’s world altered forever. Grief, like cleanup, requires small steps, lots of rest and a community who loves without reservation.
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* This story was originally published as a post from the blog "EndNotes." Read all stories from this blog