My Reaction When Tragedy Hit My Home


You never really know how you’ll react when tragedy hits close to home.  That is, until, it does.  Will panic fill your mind to where you can’t think straight?  Or will you somehow find the strength to make the right moves to get you back on track?  Keep reading to find out My Reaction When Tragedy Hit My Home.

The Mission:  To illustrate My Reaction When Tragedy Hit My Home

Recently, my home was involved in a horrific house fire.  The clothes on my back were the last of my belongings.  Losing everything is extremely humbling and devastating all packaged in one hell of a reality check.  I got the phone call from my boyfriend that our house was up in flames as my work day was ending.  Speeding to my once beloved home, my mind was racing.  It couldn’t be as bad as I was told, right?  Wrong.  Everything was gone: 4 cherished fur babies, my intellectual property, documents, pictures, heirlooms, an entire wardrobe, and childhood memories just to sum it up in a short, underestimated sentence.  Only one miracle was saved: Oliver, my spunky Yorkie/Jack Russell.

Upon picking through the blackest ash you’ll ever see, were 15 of my handwritten journals, documents in a fireproof safe (thank you Walmart), some jewelry, a couple spiritual crystals, a few tools and holiday decorations.  What a sinking feeling to know that life as you knew it, literally, went up in smoke.

So, what was My Reaction When Tragedy Hit My Home?  To be completely honest, I surprised myself.  Somehow and somewhere, I found the strength to immediately call the insurance company.  I remained calm under the excruciating pressure.  However, that’s not to say I couldn’t think straight.  The support that I had from family and friends that day was indescribable.  Vet phone calls were made, an emergency over-night emergency shopping trip was taken, advice was given, friends and family presences were made, and much-needed hugs were given.

My Reaction When Tragedy Hit My Home

Afterward, the days that followed were agonizingly busy.  And thank goodness they were.  It was a welcomed distraction to where my mind could wander.  Of course, I replayed the scenario in my head and shed tears over my lost pets and life, however, work needed to be done, calls needed to be made and a life still needed to be lived.  Because I’m always looking on the spiritual side of things, I can’t help but think how connected the situation related to weeks prior.  For example, my website was reconstructed and my book was finally published after twelve years.  Had I not done that; I would have lost it all completely. 

A few years ago, I had a past life regression explaining that I was a school teacher in a one-room schoolhouse.  That schoolhouse caught on fire and the community didn’t have enough money to rebuild.  Karmically, I am healing my soul’s past by rebuilding in this lifetime. 

During this process, I’ve met with quite a few people.  Three people in particular were so spiritually based that it blew my mind.  Talking with these individuals only solidified my beliefs and learnings which brought hope and meaning to my dreadful situation.

I’ve also learned how kind the human race can be.  The support we received was overwhelming and to simply say “thank you” just didn’t seem to be enough.  Even though this horrible thing happened to us, we were still able to feel love in our hearts.  And even writing it now on my new computer, sitting in a temporary apartment, the word “love” doesn’t seem to be a big enough word for how we feel. 

Don’t get me wrong – we are still in the middle of this mess and this is the hardest thing we’ve ever had to go through, but somehow, we still laugh.  Somehow, we still find the strength to move forward with Life.  We had a gathering among a few of our greatest friends.  Upon going home, my friend’s 13-year old boy told her: “you know why I like Amanda and Mike so much?… They were not sitting there saying that their life sucked, they were saying all positive good things, who does that?”  To have a young teenager recognize that there can be light in some darkness spoke volumes to me.  Your Unpredictable Journey Called Life is truly a mindset and all about your perception.

The Moral: Back up your computer files in the Cloud!

Seriously though, Life sucks and Life is painful and Life is unfair.  However, you WILL find strength when you need it the most.  My Reaction When Tragedy Hit My Home?  Denial, Strength, Sadness, Love, Anger, and Faith… all at once and on repeat.

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About Amanda Sue

I’m on a Journey. A Journey Called Life. Destination? Unknown. Happiness? Generally. Frustrations? Definitely. Embracing it? You bet your ass I am! [Enlighten, Encourage & Embrace]

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