Keeping a semblance of normalcy during very abnormal times

So this was me the other day under my beat to hell carport applying make up. Am I crazy? Maybe. Am I that vain? Not at all.

This was my coping technique. I sat there waiting for someone to come look at my crumbling home. I was attempting to carry on like always, if anything it occupied my mind for a moment with some level of normalcy. Things are very,very NOT normal for my little family. If we are anything we are durable in times of trouble.

With our backs up against the wall we come together and push through.

I’ve had numerous people reach out to me, telling me how impressed they are with my resilience. I’m going to let you all in on a little secret. I’m not that resilient, I just have a will to live and an appreciation for whatever I have. No matter how big or small it’s all a gift.

Several days after the hurricane hit I received a call from an old friend from my car selling days. Old Lester called to check on me. That meant a lot, he’s a good guy and has been a dear friend for many, many years.

While talking to my bud he tells me one of our friends from the dealership killed himself. I have to say it breaks my heart to hear news like this. He was a really sweet man.

I have to say even when you think you’re going through it, there’s someone out there having a harder time than you. The thought that this sweet man was so despondent that he took his own life is sadder than any natural disaster ever could be. My thoughts and prayers go out to his family, that kind of tragedy is heartbreaking. I’m sure his family is devastated.

So my thoughts on this are take a moment to look at your situation, really look at it from another angle. There’s always so much worse out there, so much more pain and so much more suffering.

With all of that I’m going to end this with talking about something a little lighter. Lance and I came home to find our front door wide open. There were deputies doing traffic control in front of my house, so I asked them to clear the residence before we made entry. They did and did not mind at all. I thanked them for their svc to this community. They were an out of town agency. The amount is support we’ve received from agencies as far away as Canada (linemen) has been tremendous.

There have been so many putting their own lives on hold, leaving their families to come help us in Panama City. I’ll always back the blue, green and red, as well as other agencies that assisted us in our time of need.

Thank you to all that has taken the time to help, there aren’t words enough to thank everyone. To the asshole that made entry to my house you’re lucky my dogs weren’t  there, they’d have chewed you up and spit you out. May you burn in Hell for all eternity, taking this time to loot is really horrible. The big guy sees all and they will pay eventually!!!!

Author: mswithmsalex

A funny gals take on the ups and downs of dealing with MS. The stuff people don't like to talk about. The hilarious situations I've found myself in. I hope this brings laughter to a disease that isn't very humorous View all posts by mswithmsalex