As most of my readers know, I was hit pretty hard by Hurricane Matthew the weekend of October 8th, 2016. I didn’t quite realize what a roller coaster the last month would be. It was devastating enough watching the water seep into my home, but what would happen over the span of the next 30 days was both shocking and amazing.
I lost my car, insurance totalled her out and II was given a rental car til I found my replacement car. I was able to purchase another vehicle outright with the insurance money so I still have no car payment!! I was very leary of the process of finding another car. I loved mine, had just replaced all 4 tires, she was in great shape and well maintained.
The 2016 Toyota Camry (my rental)
The changing of the guard, Returning the rental and beginning new adventures in Honda-land.
My new ride, older but still full of bells and whistles. 2002 Honda Accord. We are becoming great friends🙂
I was put up in two different hotels by my leasing office, one in Chesapeake (which was a total shit hole) and then transferred to a beautiful oceanfront hotel with a balcony and oceanside view.
It was a great lil between spot before getting my new place.
I got to explore the oceanfront area a bit and discovered a local treasure I was previously unaware of, the Abbey Road restaurant. It’s a Beatles themed spot (I am a huge fan) with so much to look at and take in, more than one trip is a must!! The food could taste like shit and I would still go. Granted, it did not! I took my son with me and while he wasn’t as enthusiastic as I was, I know he still had a good time. We took a little time to walk around and take in some of the scenery before leaving.
I had a blast!!
I went searching for places to call home and considered moving in with a dear friends and her girls when in reality we all knew I couldn’t do that. I need my space and roomies are not for me. I spun off on my own and found a cute lil place not far from where I was. It’s smaller but it’s been completely renovated, all new everything!
I believe everything happens for a reason. Losing my apartment and most of what I own has taught me a few things.
I was a huge collector of things, books, lighthouses, Nightmare Before Christmas, and yes, Minions. All of those things are gone. Wasted money that I will never get back. It’s cool to admire things but more importantly, invest in time spent with the people that mean something to you. My school/work community has come together in a HUGE way to support me in rebuilding my life and my family after the storm. I never expected the outpouring of help. They have been bringing me dinner or giving me gift cards for dinner and I haven’t had to cook in my new place since I’ve been here. Someone gave up an entire bedroom suite, bedframe, 2 nightstands, dresser with mirror, chest of drawers, and a hope chest, all solid wood to help me out. My daughter got a new bed from a co-worker to replace her damaged one along with linens and things. Same family provided a bookshelf that I use for an entertainment center, its actually pretty cool that way, a coffee table, another bed frame, etc. An office associate and PTA members set me up with a ton of kitchen items. There was a collection of donations set up for me with which I used to replace my mattress set and a few other small things.There’s so much I could take days listing it all. It’s been amazing and unbelievable that all of these people stepped in a helped in such a huge way. I am completely humbled by the generosity of my work family. Family is most definitely what we are and I will NEVER forget it. You see, while I had renter’s insurance, flood was not covered. All of my personal property that was soaked was lost and now with the discovery of asbestos, I won’t be able to claim much of what I salvaged from the water. Irreplaceable things like both of my kid baby books are left behind. I am still haunted by this whole situation. I have good days, great days, and some prettt bad ones. I get upset when I go to look for something I had, for instance, a jacket, dress, shoes (3 beautiful pairs of boots) and realize it’s not here because it’s sealed into my asbestos contained apartment.
It has been heartbreaking knowing all of those things I worked hard for are gone. I still cry some days when I think about it. It’s been a little over a month since the storm. I never would have imagined my life would take this turn but again, I believe that everything happens for a reason. How long would I have been there before asbestos was discovered? I had only moved in there in August. I never would have realized exactly how blessed I am to be a part of my school which I have always been proud of but now even more so.
Most importantly, I realized who is really there for me and who comes around only for what they can get put of me. Message recieved loud and clear. I am done with “fair-weather friends”. Time is precious and I’m going to choose to spend mine with those that count.
In a nutshell, things are coming together slowly and I am genuinely happy. There’s always room for change, that’s how we grow.
Time and time again, this Phoenix rises from the ashes, more powerful than ever.
Get ready for more, I’m not finished yet.
Til next time,
Rising Phoenix, lessons learned, I got you even if you don’t have me, -Jen