Last week Huricane Sandy hit New York. We were in Montreal ,Canada at the time where Emilee was shooting for designer Servane Barrau. Sunday the day before the eye of the storm was supposed to hit we drove home ( 8 hours) at a speedy rate knowing that the brides were going to close at 7pm. By the skin of our teeth we made it. That night as the winds ripped thought the sky and the heavens rained down on us and we lost power. Thank god for ipads and iphones. We were able to keep up communications via these amazing technologies. One by one we watched as New York and New Jerseys coastlines got battered and destroyed. Homes were washed away, people ran for cover and houses burned. It was Katrina all over again but this time it was right outside my door. Finally daylight came and the sun gingerly came out. Gratefully my family and I were unharmed except for a little damage on the roof. but many friends did not fair so well. I heard over and over from different people that friends who were dear to me lost everything. The pictures being sent to me were mind numbing and unbelievable. My dear friend Dawn was the first to start a recovery project to help friends in need. She may not realize it but she is a true angle. Instead of sitting back and saying "what can i do " she went into action made and stated collecting and distributing to those in need. Her nurturing and guiding way was a beckon call. I got in touch with everyone I could to help. But going down to Midland Beach to volunter my services and help in any way i could was sureal. Midland Beach was the hardest hit area and a place where i knew so many people who had lived there. ( thankfully everyone i knew came out alive) It was a war zone. I wasn't prepared for what I saw. Places that were second nature were unrecognizable. But the most amazing thing was the resolve and compassion of its residents. Everyone was outside helping. Even in the smallest way. One woman and her son had a wagon with coffee and donuts handing them out to thoses searching though their homes for even a small memory to save. Clothes and supplies by the truck loads were being carried in. People who only just met a few moments before where helping anyway they could. Even if it was just to listen and shed a tear with them. Its a testament to human nature. A silver lining in a mountain of destruction.
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