During my childhood, my family survived two house fires, and miraculously, we were all left physically unharmed. But mentally – well, that was a different story…
When our homes burnt to the ground, we were left without food, money, clothing, or toys. And although we were incredibly grateful that we were alive, we couldn’t help but be saddened by our losses.
Before the fires, we lived very comfortable lives, and didn’t really think about those less fortunate than us, but afterwards, we were they less fortunate. It’s amazing at how fast your outlook on life can change.
So when the people in our community decided to help us, we were overcome with emotion. Friends, family and complete strangers joined together and set up donation bins in the schools to collect as many supplies as they could for our family.0