While sifting through the soggy smelly remains of my home, I came across my tattered yellow recipe book. The already stained and ripped pages were now soaked in sea water and growing mold. The ink from the hand written recipes had bled across the pages, with some of them unable to be read. I was so sad, as this little book held so many memories of fun times, love and laughter. After sulking for a while, I decided to try my best to preserve some of the pages. So, I dried them, copied them, and re wrote some of them to the best of my memory. I included copies of the damaged pages, quickly being consumed by mold, to display on this very small scale the destruction brought about by Super Storm Sandy. My book of memories represents a tiny grain of sand in the ocean of sorrow and loss brought about by this Storm. I keep a copy of this book on my kitchen shelf as a constant reminder of how truly precious life is.