My grandparents' house post-flood is doing alright. They're in good spirits, maybe because so many of their children and grandchildren have come back to the house for the holidays, but they're in good spirits, and that's always good.
One can still see the residue of the flood around. Dried up mud is still in a lot of nooks inside the house, whereas outside of it, dust is quite obviously in the air, especially when a vehicle passes by. Dried up mud is still makes up a lot of the ground. It's dry season over here, as it is in West Malaysia I suppose. Good thing clean water and electricity has now been readily available to the house for a while now.
Earlier today, we cleaned up what was left of the uncleaned stack of pots and pans outside the house and put up new curtains to the house. It's looking more and more like it was before the flood every day.
But it won't be the same. For better or for worse, it won't ever be the same anymore. We keep praying for the best, and that's all we can do.