The last week has been a blur.
My clearest memory during the past seven days was that of Saturday night, April 14. I was in bed. It was the most comfortable bed I have ever been in. There were three sounds I clearly recall hearing: The music piping over the small speakers of my Apple Laptop; Hershey, our cat, using the litter box, and the piff-piff sound emanating from the sheets as I moved my legs back and forth across the mattress as if I were making angels in the snow. I had not been this comfortable in a while. It was hard to reconcile the peace I felt with the reality of the situation.
This was not my room. This was not my bed. This was not my home. But I wished it were all of those things. The truth is my home was gone. Literally gone. Yanked out from underneath my brother and myself by one of natures most enduring and destructive elements: fire.
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The last week has been a blur.
My clearest memory during the past seven days was that of Saturday night, April 14. I was in bed. It was the most comfortable bed I have ever been in. There were three sounds I clearly recall hearing: The music piping over the small speakers of my Apple Laptop; Hershey, our cat, using the litter box, and the piff-piff sound emanating from the sheets as I moved my legs back and forth across the mattress as if I were making angels in the snow. I had not been this comfortable in a while. It was hard to reconcile the peace I felt with the reality of the situation.
This was not my room. This was not my bed. This was not my home. But I wished it were all of those things. The truth is my home was gone. Literally gone. Yanked out from underneath my brother and myself by one of natures most enduring and destructive elements: fire.
Read the rest of this entry »