it’s gorgeous outside
i’m covered head-to-toe in soot
blew my nose: soot
the sun is shining and the temperature is perfect
what’s left of the basement (where everything collapsed) is empty, we took down burnt trees
we found a couple of their collectibles, some jewelry
so many people were there helping and brought meals, just bags and boxes and crockpots full of food
i rode in the bucket of a skidloader a few times. I helped sift, picked up globs of melted glass and silver, but an untouched box of Winchester shells, I helped mulch, I helped take down trees.
i’m exhausted. I need a shower and a nap…most definitely in that order.
today is the 19th anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing and also would’ve been my stillborn cousin’s 19th birthday
I have odd feelings today
a quick breakfast and then off to do more sifting. so far, a couple of rings, a wooden duck call and pile of plastic bags (???) are pretty much all that’s been found.
I have a lot of other words and feelings about this, but I can’t right now.
you are awesome for going out (twice) to give them a hand. i bet they appreciate it even more than they can say.
when my friend told me there was nothing left, she’s not wrong. there was about a 2x2 section of blackened wall left standing, but that’s it. the rest of it is a pile of ash in what was their basement/garage. just literally a pile of ash.
i’m going back up with a couple other friends tomorrow and just… yeah.
going to my friend’s parents’ house…land?…today. i feel selfish for saying today is going to be a really rough day, because i have the luxury of walking away and putting it behind me. i know it’ll stir up memories from when we lost our own house, but mostly my heart aches for my friend and her family.
i don’t really have a point.
i might have more to say later when i get home, don’t know.
sorry for all the tws and avenger reblogs*