Fire

Aerial view of a fire-ravaged hillside in Altadena after the Eaton Fire, with blackened trees and ash-covered foundations surrounding a single intact, light-colored house still standing amid widespread destruction; smoke hangs in the sky.

My House Didn’t Burn. So Why Don’t I Feel Lucky?

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A year after the Eaton Fire, I see ambiguous loss everywhere.

The Night My Nightmare Came True

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I couldn't fathom my recurring childhood nightmare would come true. But I also couldn't imagine I'd emerge from its destruction.