I sat at this table for 8 hours, listening to people tell me about their problems. Every once in a while I could smell the bouquet of flowers sitting next to me; they had been donated by the local flower shop to "brighten up the day of the volunteers". Every time I caught a whiff of the carnations and daisies I couldn't help but smile. Meanwhile, the people in front of me ran the gambit of having lost everything they ever owned to only needing someone to come move a few tree limbs out of their front yard.
Disasters put life into perspective. Maybe I should have lead with that revelation, but there it is.