tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post6337725152891458887..comments2023-09-19T11:10:02.302-05:00Comments on Quilts and Dogs: Apocalypse Done Come....And GoneGlen QuiltSwissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02663112676927847239noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post-86831882449048444722016-08-24T08:07:54.934-05:002016-08-24T08:07:54.934-05:00glad you have people helping you - that ceramic fl...glad you have people helping you - that ceramic floor tiles look great - glad they were not damaged.Karen - Quilts...etc.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07293429657903986492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post-57960763389210770912016-08-24T07:50:58.739-05:002016-08-24T07:50:58.739-05:00You are so much tougher than you think! Your huma...You are so much tougher than you think! Your human - you feel beaten down, you adjust, and come back stronger! Glad Frank did not hurt himself yesterday: let's hope today he stays safe again. I am sure putting the house back together will start turning the corner to completion soon. I think the first thing that I would push to get done is a bathroom so you could take a shower. Hang in there!patty a.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01861433552460661701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post-62452797933448362522016-08-24T07:41:14.482-05:002016-08-24T07:41:14.482-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Purple Boots and Pigtailshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17662604700848587661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post-87126180411502577132016-08-24T07:40:47.922-05:002016-08-24T07:40:47.922-05:00Every post puts a lump in my throat...I have diffi...Every post puts a lump in my throat...I have difficulty wrapping my head around the sweet hell you are dealing with...surviving...and yet you still make me chuckle. Things like this just don't happen here in Nova Scotia but if they did I'd want you on my team! I'd fight zombies along side of you anyway! <br />I love your spirit.<br />The Springy Things and I will wait for your visit...and we will CELEBRATE your triumph! Purple Boots and Pigtailshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17662604700848587661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post-33097925340920740922016-08-24T07:12:46.850-05:002016-08-24T07:12:46.850-05:00So happy that there are good people around you to ...So happy that there are good people around you to help you through. After Hurricane Opal we came home 5 days after the storm to begin cleanup of our yard and the minor things that happened to our home. It was still overwhelming with no power no cable and iffy water. Some friends from church came over and helped take down the remainder of a tree way too close to the house. At the end of the day as I was so tired I could barely move the women who had disappeared at some point came back and said dinner was ready at one of their homes. It is a time we couldn't have had as successful an outcome without the people around us. They said wonderful things to prop us emotionally, did things both small and large that needed to be done and ultimately made it possible to get through a tough time. Our loss was not any where near the extreme of yours, but I found working beside someone and having someone check in made me feel loved and was a comfort beyond measure. Strength came from that caring and made me feel that I could do anything.<br />stitchinpennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06341867288910993051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567148070676790205.post-52176653480172342682016-08-23T22:41:58.635-05:002016-08-23T22:41:58.635-05:00Richard and I attended a wake tonight for a woman ...Richard and I attended a wake tonight for a woman from Baton Rouge (originally from here). Two of her sons and three of her grandchildren were all displaced by the flood in the BR area. Now they've lost their mom/grandmother. As they talked about their homes and things, they kept coming back to "and tomorrow we bury mom." Now that's fortitude. <br /><br />That's the kind of strength you have. You may not feel like it, but you do. Everyday you share your story, which seems so difficult and impossible....except your story goes on and somehow you survive. You laugh, cry, have dinner with friends, shower somewhere, work on the house, move forward. I am amazed daily by your strength and perseverance. And you think you'd be useless in the apocalypse? Oh no! You're a "fight to the death" kind of gal. I can tell.Mary Marcottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14569619947909529203noreply@blogger.com