Appreciating the Sound of a Toilet Flush

After viewing the devastating conditions of the Gulf Coast, I have come to appreciate the little things in life. When I flush the toilet now, I actually thank God, that I live where this is possible. A glass of ice water now resembles a very expensive drink. My bed and clean nitie are luxuries. To be able to walk out to my mail box and find junk mail is a gift. To turn on a light, sit down at my computer, the ability to hear music on the cd player are all special to me now.
I pray for those still standing on the highway outside the dome, they've been there since 2 a.m. last night. One set of clothes, a blow up mattress which they share with others, no sheets, no food service, no radio, just sitting in the 92 degree sun. No home to go home to. Pictures of the past gone.
As I watch this, I cry, I cry for the sound of the Big Easy Jazz Band. The sound of being carefree, the sound of good times. That is all temporarily gone. The rats and snakes will soon inhabit the vacated buildings.
I think it is time that we as a nation come together and the President should call Congress back into session, to redo the National Budget. I think Ted Kennedy should give his state's highway money back so that it can be used in Louisiana and Mississippi. I'm sure there is PORK on both sides that can be cut and put to repairing our Gulf Coast. This is a place where we as a nation, need to rebuild and help them recover.
God Bless and keep those safe in the Gulf Coast Region. It is a time for miracles, and if we come together as a nation, miracles can happen.