It’s late Monday afternoon and I’m thankful my family are safe and sound.
They don’t have any power, they don’t have any food, and they don’t have any clothes.
In 2022, my beautiful hometown of Lismore (and surrounds) suffered the worst flood in recorded history. These posts describe what happened to my family, and my observations as the town began to rebuild. They’re in reverse chronological order, so go to the bottom to see the first post.