After the Fire

ahh.... on the 22nd of March 2007 exactly one year to the day before the fire started we signed the papers to move back into my apartment. I suppose some good things came out of the fire... but I wouldn't wish all the obstacles during and currently upon my worst enemies... not an experience I ever care to relive. Nevertheless... time is going on and day by day we are organizing the place... If you ran across this blog and have been praying for me... thank you. Be blessed...

Just an update for those that have located this blog. The apartment rebuild is coming along nicely. I have firewalls, upstairs tile, and cabinets. I will take pictures shortly.

If you are a renter or home owner... please make sure you have fire insurance. Granted it is not likely that most will experience a fire in their lifetime... it is better to be safe than sorry. I say this because of the financial blows this could have alleviated. That is my AFTER THE FIRE advice for today!

Liza Corrine

Finally, after months I have a new place. It is only for about 6 months but it is my own space. I am very thankful for those who have let me stay at their abode during this transition period... one step closer to sanity... or as close as I was before ;) Many Blessings to all and please keep me and mine in your positive prayers!

It took five months but I almost lost it a week ago. I have been house sitting basically since a month following the fire but on last Friday I needed to get a place to stay locally, get the water and power turned on, move out of the house I had been watching, blew up on the love of my life the night before, and I was in the middle of two weeks of summer camp I had planned. When I walked into the temporary apartment I began to cry realizing just how much I didn't have anymore. I suppose house sitting I had things of the people's whose house I was watching but walking into that apartment seeing the space and realizing that I didn't have my things to put there served as the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back. I burst into tears and talked to as many people I trusted that would listen as possible. It was in the following days I realized I had put too much pressure of being there for me on the man I love. The organized mess that was my life was sitting right in front of me completely unorganized. Everyone thought it was one thing that was upsetting me but it was much more...Please continue to pray for me... and if you come across this blog please leave me a positive thought. I know it could be worse ...

Though no one has said it or may even think it. I finally feel like I am in the way. The places I seem safest and most secure I feel I have become a burden to them. It is hard for me because I was stuggling on my own before the fire... now I just don't even have a place to call my own. A place where those I know love me dearly could come visit me or leave when they wish. I think that I have worn out my welcome so to speak when random things seem to tick people off about me. I have tried so hard to have faith.. but today is a bad day. It really started good and I thought would end great... it almost did... it is just how my life is meant to be I suppose. A job I like that pays crappy, degrees I have earned that feel useless, and now I am in people's way because of a fire I had nothing to do with... it just doesn't seem fair for someone who has given her all. What am I saying life isn't fair. It felt like my life was going in a positive direction... i try daily to encourage others, but today isn't a good day... well i must rest I am supposed to get up in less and three hours to drive a hour to yard sale with a friend.

A place to live... I have been blessed to be able to stay with my boyfriend and my parents. They have been great to me and I thank them for that. Next week I start house sitting for a couple for a little over a month. It will be nice to be back in Clemson and not driving 30 minutes. However I will miss daily "arguing" with my mama and hanging out at my boyfriend and his parents.