This image hits me hard in the heart today. This is a photo taken of my front porch in 2018 after losing our house in the Woolsey fires. It’s a feeling you don’t ever forget. Walking up to the door you would pass through daily, looking forward to being greeted by the ones you love like you always do but instead being met by a pile of ash and rubble. My soul aches for those who are experiencing this devestation firsthand and I cry for my city. It’s beyond heartbreaking. Los Angeles represents “living the dream” but the reality today is wreckage and destruction.
I am sharing links to organizations that I’m personally supporting and that are helping fight the fires and support survivors, including @MalibuFdn that we helped launch in 2018.
Time , resources and dedication from inside and outside of our community will heal us, but it hurts deeply for now……
Love always,
Miley
Voy a hacer una pregunta muy tonta, pero ¿cómo hacen para construir cosas abajo del agua, en el mar? Por ej, esos puentes que salen a la superficie, pero que también continúan en las profundidades. Será que un buzo se mete y lo atan bajo el agua? O qué onda?