I am not sure what to title this post and I am not sure where to start. One week ago I was watching from my neighbor's front window as my house burnt. Since those first moments I have tried to write down and record memories, tender moments, out right miracles from this but haven't had the time or energy or known how to.
I must bore people by now, as it is the only subject I can talk about and all I can say is how blessed and grateful I am, but those feelings are so profound that they seem to have carved a deep rut in the vinyl of my life and I am stuck there for now.
And thank yous: how can I stop to write memories when I need to tell so many people thank you? And there are so many many of them that I couldn't possible list them all by name- I would surely forget someone, and I don't even know who some of them are.
And my judgment has been a wee bit rattled - please tell me if this is too personal for a blog.
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