I stayed long after the fire until everyone was gone and waited for the board-up company to come and secure what's left of the garage and annex.
We're all alive & safe and yes, I know that's all that matters. But let me tell ya losing your home and EVERY SINGLE POSSESSION YOU HAVE is mind numbingly overwhelming...really think about it.
I sat parked in my car at a gas station with my sleeping children with nowhere to go for quite a while. Thank God for my dear sweet lifelong friend, Chelles aka Michelle Blair. Unlike members of my own family, she didn't hesitate to open her home to us. She insisted that we come to her home. No, in case you're wondering ... for whatever reason no one from the Red Cross showed up on the scene of the fire offering to help us. I can call them though and I will.
We're gratefully safe & warm at Chelle's place now. I'm laying here snuggled with my peacefully sleeping 8 year old son. I'm in shock...it hasn't really sunk in completely yet. The tears and fear are coming in waves. I haven't slept but I will eventually when my mind is calm again. I don't know what we're gonna do now but somehow I will get us through this too. No, I've never been in this rodeo but this aint my first rodeo by any means. My mama and my precious kids need me now more than ever. It's gonna be rough but hey...I've got the same 2 choices I've always had...get up and walk or lay down and die. Thank God for my daughter, our hero! Because she saw the fire, saw the person who set it running off and had the good sence to get her brother and I out of the house immediately, I know for a fact it wasn't my turn to die today.
Ps We have wonderful neighbors that openned their hearts to us offering their homes, blakets, coats, shoes & even their pocketbooks. I want to thank each of them and I will but having suffered a stroke I need a little time to process everything, get all their names straight and what they each did so I don't leave any one of them out.