And this'll be today's last photo. It was great, this Halloween fest, just two months after this town was leveled. My heart ached everywhere I went on the coast after the storm, but nowhere worse than the Pass. It was thrilling to see this town scratch and claw its way back to almost zero. Well, I guess they're a long way from that, but there was nothing hollow about their desire to have some fun. It was more than earned, it was a needed infusion of hope. That's why I leave you today with this photo, of the beach in the Pass. This spot was under at least 35 feet of water during the storm. Houses, cars, people floated over it on their way back to the sea, from where all life begins. This little growth, this burst of green on the stark stretch of white sand and debris represents the end of a cycle of disbelief and skepticism for me. Life goes on.
This photo by Joshua Norman