Okanagan Mountain Fire was ten years ago. Thousands of people lost everything they own – their homes, vehicles, prized possessions, irreplaceable mementos – gone.
One family on evacuation alert had just sat down to supper when a knock came on the door and they were told they had to go – now. Supper was dumped into the garbage and wine poured down the sink. The door was locked behind them. Weeks later they had nothing to return to.
In our lives we often have to start over. Be it after a natural disaster or a personal one.
There is no returning to the way it used to be, especially when the losses are too great.
There is only the heart telling us to move forward. To take the hand of those still beside us, to find the beauty and the hope in what is left, even when it is an odd, unfamiliar and contrasting landscape.