This will probably be my last post on Hurricane Sandy. Not that I think the repercussions of it are over, but I’ve been thinking about this experience so much and I’m ready to move on. I posted these thoughts on my Facebook page telling people that from this experience I learned a few important things. “There really are more good people in the world than bad, my family is stronger than we thought we were, we can live without the internet, boxed milk really does come in handy, and I need to re-evaluate my priorities of who should and shouldn’t be in my life.”
This last one was a biggie because the outpouring of support I received from people around the country and around the world was simply amazing. My family and I had never experienced something like this before, of this magnitude, and we consider ourselves extremely lucky we were healthy, our house was intact and even though we went 12 days without power, I was able to assure my children that this situation would end soon and things would go back to normal.
I’ve developed a pretty big social media platform and so many people reached out to me and my family with phone calls, likes, posts, comments and simply kind words. Some were virtual strangers just letting us know we were in their thoughts. Some were family members who opened their homes to us. Friends who let us crash at their house for an entire afternoon and fed us. An awesome Aunt in Florida who was ready to pack up her car with supplies and come get us. People shared my blog and posts, they left cords of wood anonymously on my front porch (I still don’t know who did this), and they simply reached out. You learn there are people who care and then there are people who don’t. And trust me, some really don’t. They have excuses of why they didn’t call, they have blame, they have anger, but at the end of the day we all are accountable to our actions and I’m now at peace with it. I can’t remain hurt for those that never once reached out, because it is beyond my control, so I’m going to move on. From the situation and from them. Obviously my family is not a priority of any sort to these people, and probably never were, and my fretting and stressing about it is unnecessary. My husband and I heard a great saying once which we love. “Don’t let that person rent space in your head.”
So next week I will be back to blogging about my books, conducting author interviews and other musings on my life. Maybe it will be bootcamp, maybe work, maybe cooking. Till then, consider my head rent-free! Peace 🙂