Oh my. I have been struck, hard. My home state. My home town. My zipcode. My topography. All changed.
It’s one thing, to choose to change one’s life, intentionally, deliberately, and purposefully. It’s quite a different thing to be the recipient of another’s choosing. ie Mother Nature or God, or that mysterious Higher Source.
Anyway, I feel a resurgence coming on for attending to my blogs, which if you follow or like or pin me up somewhere you know that I have not been writing much. That just means that there are stories to tell, and lessons to teach.
Today, I am living on the new edge of my old Jersey Shore town. I am blessed to have what I have. The devastation here is wide spread. It’s the entire state at the same time. Locally, I have seen some of this before. The boardwalks in particular. They’re always getting torn up. The trees are dangerous for sure, and some houses were sliced in half. but, amazingly , more misses than hits and that was miraculous. The power outages are the worst, and gas lines are to be expected. The flooding, here, for me was a non-event and for that I am grateful.
The days ahead are sure to be interesting. Maybe I’ll post again tomorrow. I need to be quiet now.
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