We had the Fire Family over last night and what a mess they are. It was a hard night. At any given moment, tears fell. Heads turned to keep the kids from seeing our moments of intense emotion. So much loss. They are living in a hotel until they can manage to find a place to rent. A place they can call home, until they rebuild a house.
We did Mrs. Fire’s laundry for her. The 2 shirts her husband has. The one sweater she has. The small handful of clothes for the 2 kids. Not much. It wasn’t the 16 loads of laundry she was use to but 3 small loads of almost everything they have.
Sleep has eluded the parents. Nights filled with worry. So much to think about, figuring out how to navigate putting your life back on track. Making things stable for the kids. Worrying about money, insurance, the marraige and the future.
There are many lessons I am learning from this. First and foremost is that material possessions are ridiculously overrated. It’s just stuff. It’s ok not to have the 4 personalized lunch boxes. It’s ok to have only one pair of jeans. It’s ok not to have the cute sparkly pink kid plates. It’s just stuff, you don’t really need it and you are still you even without them.
Sadly, we live in a place where material goods are used as a marker of ones success. We can complain all we want, but we need to take some time to remember how lucky all of us truly are. In the grand scheme of things, even the most disgruntled among us is living better than 99% of our fellow inhabitants on the planet.