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Though we moved and are no longer there, as I watch the news and I see my mom’s old neighborhood being evacuated, my heart hurts. 75,000 people have been evacuated and 10,000 acres have been burned. Many friends and loved ones still live in the neighborhood. Not knowing if by this weekend they will have a home to go back to or not is hurting my heart. Our phones are ringing off the hook and we are reaching out to as many as well can. With every voicemail reached, a sense of panic grows. We are praying, all we can do is pray.
Fires are so devastating. Yes, it’s just a building that can be rebuilt but so many memories and personal belonging that have been handed down can’t be replaced. For me it’s a sense of sadness but also confirmation that we are right where we are supposed to be at this time. I am thanking God because he always provides us with exactly what we need in life.
Prayers up for Oak Park, Agoura, Calabasas, Malibu, Westlake, and Thousand Oaks. Our little hood is going through it.