Beauty and birth amid destructionI know I've been blogging mostly about the destruction here. It's hard to not dwell on it since Hurricane Katrina's handiwork is all around. But life here in the sliver by the river is not too terrible.
There is fun and food, which I've tried to post about on occasion. And there is beauty, too, such as this recent sunset over the river.
I've been calling where I live in New Orleans "the sliver by the river" since that's what it really is. Just a strip a few blocks wide that follows the high ground near the Mississippi River. I didn't make up that name and I don't know who did so I can't even give proper credit to the person.
I did recently find out who wrote the The Twelve Days of Post-Katrina Christmas, which I posted here a few weeks ago. It was Trina Beck, who blogs at Trina Loves New Orleans. I've added her blog to the sidebar along with some other fun and informative bloggers from New Orleans that deserve checking out.
What we all have in common is this: our love of this city, and our determination to carry on. The destruction, the heartbreak, the anger and frustration is all there. But soaring above that is the will to live, love and laugh.
Just read a few posts from Ashley Morris, and you'll see what I mean. Here's a guy who has welded his anger with his humor, and incredibly just watched his third child come into the world amid the uncertainty and ruin of New Orleans.
And they named the baby Rey d'Orleans Morris.
Lennon and McCartney were right. Life goes on, bra!