Love, Loss And Limping
Before dawn on January 7th, before news of the Palisades fire broke, before we heard 14 people we knew lost their homes, my husband flew to Toronto where he’d be working most of 2025. He would also go to South Africa and Morocco; but that fateful day in Los Angeles, he was in the air and I was on the ground, terrified. I sent him photos of the destruction; his hometown, the city I’ve lived for more than half of my life, in flames.
