“We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see today are a result of the alienation that people feel from each other and their environment.”
― Michael Jackson
My senses were shook loose recently. I received a request for a family photo shoot in Rocky Mountain National Park. The thing about this “job” is, that’s usually as much as we plan until we get there, so I get the pleasure of being surprised when I get there, meeting new people and creating conversation with those I’ve never met. It’s always, always touching. It scratches this part of my soul that I didn’t know I needed itched, and it cures every insatiable suffering I think I’m going through at the time. Self pity is put on the backburner, and my eyes are opened to how gorgeous the souls are that walk this earth with us every day.
Because I tend to go to a lot of the same locations, thank you comfort-zone, it’s not usually the destination that opens up that vessel of emotions first.
This time, however, was a much different story.
Last Fall, Colorado was hit with the most severe flooding in most of its recorded history. I could throw a rock from my driveway and hit homes that were under water, roads that were washed out. People were in fear of leaving their homes, worried they’d have nothing left to come back to. It touched my family, my farmers, my friends, and my neighbors. Food banks couldn’t keep up with the demand, and the media was knocking on our doors, rallying to help. Our canyons and tourist towns were shut down, living in a constant fear that they wouldn’t be rebuilt in time for the seasons that kept them alive.
Months passed, winter came, and the media started to move on to new stories. New tragedies happened. We began to rebuild. But that’s the thing. The rebuilding that has been accomplished, was just the beginning of what was needed. Houses up and down the canyon I drove last weekend are still fully furnished and barely hanging on. Roads are rebuilt enough to pass through, signs all over them thanking the “hard hat angels” for opening up towns.
They still need our help. They need volunteers. They need media coverage. Our state still needs our love and devotion and prayer and blood donations and financial givings. Colorado needs us to keep getting our hands dirty.
Just because the camera vans have left, doesn’t mean our kind souls that were left in devastation don’t need us.
The day continued to touch me, and there will be pictures posted of that incredible family later on, but please look at the pictures below, and if you’re as touched as I was, there is information at the bottom of this post on how you can help.
PS! You know, there was a rumor that the best dam store in the universe was closed due to the flooding. But I can tell ya, their jerky tastes better than ever, and the views they have will take your breath away.
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