Hurricanes make us think about the people we love, and they can also illuminate the places that we love.
We think of those in the path of the storm, but we also think about the water that's already there.
We usually think of rivers as contained. We want to believe that they will run safely to the sea.
We think of communities that have lived by their rivers for decades if not centuries. We assume they will always exist.
Hurricanes force us to assess what we treasure and what can float away.
Hurricanes remind us not to take our loves for granted.
but bestows favor on the humble
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