I'm extremely thankful as this time around, the house did not flood! God kept the house dry as a bone, and while others got socked with rain, we barely got touched.
While we were largely spared, we found ourselves wanting to help those who are worse off. Donning work gloves, we headed out to start cleaning out destroyed houses.
It's really quite sad work. You see a person's life dumped out onto the side of the street, and the person stands off to the side, wondering if anything can be saved. You do your best to clean out and salvage at the same time.
Our first house clean out happened today as volunteering efforts are now starting to get properly organized. The water line was easily 4.5' high, and we could see sea grass in places it didn't belong (like inside a barbecue). It took 12 of us working very hard to strip the entire first floor and toss it onto the side of the street.
When will I cook again? Not sure, but there's a priority to help my neighbors that trumps making good food right now.