Aug
Giving Up
I sat most of the day yesterday in front of the TV. It was raining here pretty much non stop. The result of Gustav. On the news: the coverage of Gustav. He is apparently making a bee line for New Orleans. The news covered the evacuations. They ARE evacuating this time. The entire city. It gives me chills to think about.
Hub and I have had conversations about when and if we would ever leave our home due to a storm. We pretty much decided that we would have to have a Cat 5 making a direct run straight at South Dade County and it would have to look monsterous on the radar before it got here. Living on a peninsula that is 150 miles wide in most spots sort of limits where you run to. That also affects our decision on whether or not to leave. We know the day is inevitable. At some point, we will be faced with that very decision. It is the price we pay for living where we live. Neither of us would trade that choice for anything on this planet. The first time anyway.
New Orleans was wiped off the map 4 years ago with Katrina. Lives were lost. Homes were leveled. Memories washed away. The city rebuilt. They are still in the process of fighting their way back and here we are again. The eve of a natural disaster that could do it all over again. At what point do you give up? I am not talking death. I am talking about your ability, as a human, to rebuild your life over again.
I am certain that I am strong enough to do it, if I had to. Everything happens for a reason. Right? But a second time? I am don’t know if I am that patient or that resilient. I am keeping the city of New Orleans in my thoughts today and sending wishes of peace to everyone that is there.
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I am living proof that 30 something, eco-friendly, vegetarians are not tight assed boring people. I bitch, I curse, I rant and I rave. I do not live conventionally nor do I think inside any box
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If I lost everything material to me, I’d survive just fine. If I lost a life that I cared about in one, It wouldn’t be so easy to rebuild.
With New Orleans it’s different though. The people from there have immense pride in the city, and will always rebuild. If it’s not a mass, it’s a few.
Chicas last blog post..Where shall I start.. hmm