Coming into New Orleans more than two years after the hurricane, I felt surprised. There was so much support and rallying for the city immediately after the incident, but now the hurricane and its aftermath seems more like a distant memory. I came down here because I figured that I wouldn't really be anything at home over Winter Break. However, I realized that even small acts like organzing furniture at a warehouse, cleaning a daycare, pulling nails, and cutting insulation (which I am oddly talented at) can make a big difference in peoples' lives. I assumed that by now everything in New Orleans would be 'fixed' and 'back to normal.' It is far from it. Things here will never be the same, but it's people like us that bring it closer and closer to that state. I could never imagine losing everything. We are so blessed to what we have and I am so thankful to be able to share what I can. Not money, but rather my own blood (which literally has happened), sweat (it's 70 degrees even in January!), and tears (stories that still make me choke up). I am thankful for this opportunity and I hope I can continue to serve in whatever way necessary.
~Carlie Bence
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