The wrath of Ondoy

Spent the last 2 days helping a grand Aunt from my father's side clean her now inhabitable house. She was born and raised in that house. Now in her middle 60's, she finds herself without a place to call home for the first time in her life. She will be staying with me for the meantime, as she sorts out her life or until her siblings finds a suitable place for her to stay. They would probably buy another house, something smaller, easier to maintain and definitely in an area that is flood free during the typhoon season.

Another set of relatives, this time from my mother's side, also suffered the same fate. But unlike the Aunt I mentioned earlier, they don't have financially capable siblings to help them start over. Right now they are still trapped in Marikina and we don't know when we will get a chance to pay them a visit. The last we heard from her, vehicles are still not allowed in their area due to the flooding and they are taking out dead bodies first. Which makes me wonder, isn't it more important to get help to those that are still alive? After all, dead people won't know the difference right?!

There are many other stories I want to tell....sadly they all share a common denominator... a storm call ONDOY.