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One week into the evacuation during Katrina, sitting at McDonald's in BR. The loss was becoming clear. My mom & sister: everything. Nola under water. Still didn't know how much we lost. I was keeping it together for my kids, but my husband brought them to the restroom and it was the first time I was alone in a week. I started sobbing like a baby in the booth. Just sobbing. A lady came and sat next to me and just held me while I cried. I calmed down and she smiled and walked away. By the time he and the kids got back. I was calm again, but I felt touched by an angel of kindness. It was exactly what I needed at the moment. Just some pure kindness.