Time… It passes so quickly, doesn’t it? How often do you wonder where the minutes, hours, or the days have gone? I know I do. Often.
But other instances time seems to stand still. It gets frozen in a place where you may not want to be. Possibly even a place you don’t want to remember. You just can’t escape. Life doesn’t let you.
It feels like yesterday. The television, uncharacteristically, was on all day long warning about a pending storm. A hurricane. We didn’t pay attention. It wasn’t going to affect us – just as previous storms didn’t. But eventually we did listen. A little. We heeded the warnings and prepared the house.
But we just went through the motions. We didn’t take the warnings seriously. We, like many of our neighbors, were going to stay at the beach and ride out the storm. After all, how bad could it be?
Fortunately our power was shut off at 7:30 AM - six months ago, today. Along with our friends and neighbors, we fled the beach. And thank goodness we did – we all know what happened next – Hurricane Sandy.
But now, six months have passed…Time has continued to fly for so many people, but not those affected most by the storm. Their lives are frozen. The calendar may say April but emotionally they are still in October.
In many ways, they are forgotten, as they try to rebuild their lives and their homes. The landscape of their communities are gone, forever. Homes are leveled – replaced by trailers. The damaged and destroyed boardwalks have been removed. Stores and restaurants have disappeared. Many people are still displaced, financially unable to rebuild their homes.
I pass a home all the time that used red duct tape on their windows to express their plea “FEMA help us.”
It is heartbreaking…
Where does time go? Sometimes, no where at all….
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