Special Days

Today was memorable in so many ways. It is my sister birthday. It is the anniversity of my grandfather's death. And there has been a documentary on HBO for the past two days about what people in New Orleans experienced the following days after Katrina and the following months after the Katrina. Here it is one year later and I am still angry. To see people houses and therir lives sitting in a pile on the sidewalk is very disturbing. I don't visit my parents because I hate going to the house I grew up in and seeing it in an empty, damaged, ghostly, water line, quiet, no grass, state that it is in. All I think about is how the water must have came in and caused that much damage beyond belief and recognition. I am happy my sister celebrated her 34th birthday, but inside all I could do was cry today.