Five years sounds like a blink of an eye to me most of the time… but the days following Katrina, and the chaos and emotion that lived on this blog then, seem much longer ago than that.
Is it really only five years?
Amazing to me that this date nearly slipped by without my realizing the significance. But half a decade and 2000 miles have intervened, and now my world is centered on a very ill mother, a teenager starting high school this week, and a husband who’s trying to hold us all together.
So when the phone rang this evening, I was totally unprepared.
“Hello? Is this Polimom?”
On the other end of the line was one of the selfless people who helped run the Algiers forums — handled queries, responded to crises, and gave frightened and worried people some solace after the storm.
She was calling, she said, because she was thinking of me today. She wanted to say Thank You.
I hope she reads this post, because although we chatted about the current state of the city and a bit about our lives, I never did say what I wanted. I was too off-kilter.
Too late now, maybe, but … Thank you for the call — and thank you, too, for stepping up all those years ago and helping hold the center together in the face of insanity and incredible stress.
And thank you for bringing it all back for me.
Yes, this is Polimom. I’m still here.