It’s a lesson you never forget once you’ve learned it.
It’s lesson you never learn unless you have to.
The destruction of property-even every single thing you own on this earth-is awful, frightening and life-changing.
But it’s still LIFE.
My parents were caught in the fury that was Hurricane Michael. They were miles inland, a community that had never seen anything like this in four generations that had lived in the house where they rode out the storm.
Their property and home took a hit, but they are OK.
And for this mama with one son in heaven and one deployed half-way around the world, that’s ALL THAT MATTERS.
We can rebuild a house. We can buy more stuff.
But I can’t replace the people I love.
Life and Death.
I know that lesson well.
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I’m glad your parents were spared .so many people are suffering from this recent hurricane.
Living near Santa Rosa, CA, we just passed the one year commemoration if the devastating fires of 2017, when over 40 people died and thousands of houses burned.
Our son died January 4, 2017. He lived high on a ridge of dry mixed forest, in the fire’s path. After his death, the owners sold the house, so although occupied by new owners, our daughter in law, grandchildren, and our family could still drive by and relive some of the happier memories of their time there .
Once the property was reduced to ash, it closed yet another chapter in our lives, with stark finality.
For us, still in shock from our son’s death , the fires added another complex layer of grief
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