With the devastation brewing in paradise, my issues seemed insignificant.
Is Barbuda ever going to recover?
Where do the people go when they leave Key West?
Do they really leave their homes with the understanding that they will never see that home again?
And then there are the issues surrounding my little bubble of life.
Soon to be retired.
Are you ok?
Why did you bite me?
Out of the blue, a message on my phone….
And Irish whiskey at Sissy’s for dessert.
Life is a whirl wind of activity.
One minute: Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon?
The next? The only constant in life is change.
Hey, girl friend, let’s do dinner and talk.
Friday is on the horizon.
So is Irma.
How can you be so beautiful, yet hold so many injustices?
Mother nature: you are a cruel, unrelenting, merciless force.
Yet tonight, the sky in Pennsylvania, was brilliant with stars.
The rain had finally subsided…..for now.
Life is truly an adventure.
Life is not fair.
Life is all we have.
Life is fleeting.
Hold on to your dreams.
Get up, rise from the ashes and ruins and begin again.
You are not alone.
Those of us who have been fortunate to escape the disastrous storms that have devastated so much of paradise, will be there for you.
We are in it together.
Love and hope prevail.