I existed in a daze the first 24 or so hours after the
fire. Tammy-Lee wouldn’t leave me
unattended with the children because I did not respond to them at all. I sat staring straight ahead, barely answering
questions directed at me. I guess I was
in shock. I remember something Marrissa
said that kinda shook me out of it a little.
The night or two before the fire, I had under-cooked supper, and then
proceeded to burn it the next evening, or something along those lines. But we were sitting at Tammy-Lee’s table and
Marrissa says to me, “Well, Mom, that supper is well cooked now! It’s burnt!”
And she just giggled. She kept
the joke up all day, whenever we talked about food.
We were putting any extra money away to finish the roof and
move the kitchen from the basement to the main floor. Our spring season was going to be busy with
these renovations. Jason was sitting,
watching the house burn that night and he texts me, “I guess we can return
those shingles now.” I texted back,
“Uhm, the receipt for those shingles is in the house; it might be hard to
return them.” Maybe we’ll be able to
sell them, I guess.
I no longer have a leaky roof, or I guess you could say I
have a REALLY leaky roof right now.
I don’t have to declutter all the “stuff” that was in that
house.
We get to design (or help design) our new home rather than
trying to make this one work for what we wanted. And through that process, we hope to support
the local economy by hiring local companies to do the work.
Oh, another funny: As
I left the house with my troop of 7 (my six and one of their friends), I was on
the phone with 911. When I finally was
out of range, I dropped the phone, thinking to myself that I didn’t need it any
longer. I was carrying the two youngest
and herding the others as best as possible, I didn’t need something else in my
hand! Well, little Marrissa saw the
phone and scooped it up as she followed me down the laneway. We plan to put it in a shadow box as a memory.
Striving to learn and live God's purposes,
2 comments:
Powerful. Powerful. Thank you for sharing.
I always enjoy your stories:)
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