I know I haven’t developed much of a following with my blog yet, and most of you who do read it are probably friends of mine anyway, and know this. But two weeks ago today the building where I live burned. And although I was one of the lucky ones, they stopped it before it reached my end of the building, my place is smoked damaged and unlivable for the next few months. And adding further insult to injury, the person who I thought had my back during this, once could say stuck a knife in it instead.
I’m so blessed to have friends, one who is letting me live with him while they rehab or rebuild the building, and several others who waded into the grime and the smoke damage for several days to box and help haul my surviving belongings into storage, all the while propping myself up emotionally. I can’t thank those wonderful people enough.
Needless to say my energy, emotionally, physically and even spiritually is pretty drained. I’m feeling very adrift right now, and it is really difficult to think about projects like this when, as a friend described, me being in “survival mode.”
I hope to be back soon, in the mean time I could use prayers myself right now, as I wrestle with both a broken heart and a broken home…