She's amazing. She left her emotionally abusive husband about a month ago, even though she's in school and things are tough financially. She simply couldn't have her kids around him any more, especially after a particularly nasty tantrum her husband threw that frightened her son. Things were going fine until last Wednesday, when a clothes rack collapsed, dumping its contents onto the floor heater grate. They have next to nothing left.
Friends are gathering stuff for them, and I can already tell that she's going to come through this stronger than ever. Jen and I visited her this past Saturday. We hugged, gawked at the damage to the house and hugged some more. She laughed, and I got a great pic of her brilliant smile - complete with soot smudges on her face.
Of the people I know, the ones who touch me the most deeply are those with perspective.