My family and I were home when the storm hit, twelve trees down in the yard, thank God none hit the house. Katrina showed me how fortunate I am to have a roof over my head, clothes on my back, and food in the kitchen. Emotionally I had to be stronger than I once was by not giving up on living. Once people start losing hope for survival they began committing suicide scared they could endure a slow death. I almost lost my mind when I heard my friend yell from across the street about a two-year-old baby being found dead in a ditch. Survival took on a whole new meaning and money was not an issue, instead it was items we take for granted such as food, shelter, and clothing. The cleaning up after the storm strengthened me physically, hauling trees and other trash left behind. I\'ve also learned that in a situation like Katrina your survival may depend on your endurance. The thing that\'s most disturbing about the disaster is that it\'s happening all around the world maybe not with rain but other forces of nature, volcanoes, earthquakes, tsunamis.\r\n