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How sad is it not to have a home THREE MONTHS after Hurricane Sandy?

My sister sent me this heart wrenching slide show a few days ago.  Again, The devastation of this hurricane is out of our minds when we don’t live with it, but people who were hit by this storm are still suffering.  What makes this sideshow sad is ALL THESE PEOPLE HAVE INSURANCE, but none of them can get the money to fix their homes.

It’s so unfair, really.  My heart goes out to all these people, and the countless others also faced with such loss.

When you look at these pictures you may think “Where’s all their stuff, in storage?”  The answer is “no”  The sad truth is… there is no more “stuff”  What’s missing in these now empty homes in gone.  These people, three months later, still have nothing.

Hunkering down for a Hurricane. AKA Go Away Sandy.

Hurricane, Huh?  Isn’t hurricane season over?  And I don’t live in Florida.  Wait a minute the eye of the storm is heading where?  Straight for me?  Whaaaaaaaat?

Normally, I don’t even blink about hurricanes, unless I am in the Caribbean, since I always seem to vacation during hurricane season.  But now what they are calling the mother of all storms is heading right at me.  I’m kind of inland, but not far enough inland to be out of the danger zone.

The storm isn’t here yet and the schools are already closed.  The power company, the gas company, and the insurance company have all called with directions about what to do.  Yikes.

Luckily for me, I grew up on the Jersey shore, and know how to batten down the hatches.  I know that just about anything can turn into a projectile.  In a family group effort today, everything that could move in the backyard became safely stowed in our garage.  Our Halloween decorations are all down, and piled up in out living room (The chances of them getting back up are slim)

So now, we sit and wait.  It’s already raining.  At this point, there’s really not anything more we can do but see what happens.

For everyone else in Sandy’s path… keep safe, and stay inside.

For everyone outside the danger zone, prayers or positive energy is always appreciated.  Hopefully, this will all just blow over. (no pun intended)  🙂

Safe wishes to you.

Flash Fiction Friday on Tuesday – Calm after the storm

Set the timer for five minutes.  Ummm…  Rain…  Go!

The unyielding drumming of rain on the skylights rattles the room.  The lamps cannot even penetrate the dismal dread of the storm.  Clouds swirl and billow overhead, while lightning demands attention as it crackles through the sky.

Stop.

Silence.

The eye of the storm.

The wary stand, and open their doors.  The porches damp, the yards flooded. 

The clouds break overhead.

Sunlight?

Beyond the trees, a glow of cheer appears.  A giant bow of color reaching across the sky.

I smile, and raise my eyes to the sun.  Dread falls from my soul.  Banished.  Life starts anew.

Okay… that was a little weird.  For a minute I think I was writing poetry.  I never know what’s going to shoot out of my fingers when I set that timer.