2020 Home Photo Challenge
My backyard view ⛈
In the eye of the storm, You remain in control
In the middle of the war, You guard my soul
You alone are the anchor, when my sails are torn
Your love surrounds, me in the eye of the storm (lyrics from Eye Of The Storm by Ryan Stevenson)
It seems I’ve been neglecting my WP Blog and those I follow the last few weeks. Quite honestly, I’ve been feeling/dealing with a shift of sorts. I know the fact that I’m coming up on Jim’s 2 year Angelversary is a part of it. My emotional state of being is all over the place right now……..I’ve found ‘my tribe’ so to speak in a widow/widowers MeetUp group from Raleigh. Through the group I’m making friends who get it and fully understand the ups and downs of this journey…….the cool and exciting thing is I’m helping them as much and they’re helping me. I’m exploring the possibility of setting up a writing therapy session amongst us and our weekly coffee/lunch dates…these thoughts and ideas are still in their infancy, but I’m excited about them……
Now, as some of you may know, I moved here to North Carolina 17 months ago. We’re in the midst of dealing with this storm named Florence…
As a steady rain continues to fall here in my neck of the woods, my thoughts and prayers are with all my fellow Carolinians who have been seriously impacted by this storm.
As of this moment, I am still spared any damage or inconvenience, and for that I am so very Grateful. Though I refused to openly admit going into this, my first real storm since Jim died, I was/am frightened. As the forecast for us changed(s), I decided to stay put and ride the storm out at home. My concern of course were and are my trees. Surrounded as I am by them, I continue to hope and pray that as the ground softens with all this rain, they will stay grounded and rooted..they do of course pose a danger, yet the tree lover in me can’t help but hold on to her Faith that they will remain standing to watch over me…
The rain still falls….tornado and flood watches continue to pop up……I walk my property, hope and pray for the best.
Well, it’s ‘that’ time of year….hurricane season is upon us, so we’re battening down the hatches and preparing for Joaquin…
We’ve weathered a few storms since moving here…..evacuation is always a possibility, though we chose to stay with our house through the last one. We have a dog, and the shelters that were set up off island didn’t allow pets, so we chose to sit out the storm with our house and dog. Obviously we’ll be paying attention and hope for the best….
So, the big question is, how hard are we going to get hit…nobody knows….In the meantime, we’ve got gas for the generator, plenty of fresh water, batteries, t.p….important papers are in a waterproof tote….cash in case ATM’s are down. And there is plenty of beer and wine (it’ll be a hurricane party if Joaquin is downgraded..always an excuse for a party!). In the meantime, I’ve got stuffed pepper soup in the crockpot and homemade rolls rising…………..may as well eat good while we wait and see what Mother Nature and Joaquin are cooking up for us here on the Easten Shore…….
…..I drove out to the beach, not much left and Joaquin is still a day and a half away….but the sea is angry….
I took the video and pictures from my truck…there isn’t much beach left between the ocean and parking lot 😞 Depending on how bad the storm gets, Assateague will shut its gates……here’s hoping Joaquin weakens instead of strengthens!!