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It kind of hit me yesterday. I was talking to a co-worker online when I almost typed, "Okay, going home now! Talk to ya later!" Why is there something wrong with that phrase? Well because I don't exactly have a home. I was one of the lucky ones in this whole flood. None of my furniture was ruined, no water seeped into the living space of our house... however I am still having to move out. Our flooded crawl space turned into the entire heating and air conditioning system being completely flooded. All of the ducts underneath the house our filled with flood water and slowly emitting some pretty nasty fumes and probably mildew into our house. My rooomate and I are acting as quickly as possible to get all of our stuff out of the house so that the fumes and mildew do not ruin our stuff and clothing.
It is an odd feeling of home. Yesterday, I broke down... that big ugly cry. The kind where I just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed until I finally had to stop. Sam held me and reminded me that everything would be okay, to be strong, and to have faith that this soon shall pass. It made me immediately think of those people affected by the flood who lost everything, and as my deep sobs rung in my chest, it was as if theirs were echoing in my heart. To say this situation and this flood sucks is an understatement. It is tragic, for me it just sucks though. Having to move and depend on others for places to live is not easy as I'm probably one of the most independent and stubborn people I know.
I am constantly amazed by the kindness of others and have literally had at least five people offer me places to stay until I can find a place to live. I have friends coming over tonight to help me pack up this little life in this home. Well, in this house, its not my home anymore. My home is Nashville. Its the people who have endlessly volunteered and donated to those who are much much worse off than I am. It is the businesses that said, "This is more important" and let their workers go volunteer instead of sit at their cubicles. Its the people who haven't taken showers since Sunday in order to conserve water so that we all may have clean drinking water. Despite this being so incredibly tragic, I'm also incredibly blessed by all those helping out others in need.
Okay, I need to stop procrastinating and keep packing stuff into my car and hauling it to my storage unit. I just needed to get all of this out and somewhere. Thank you for reading something that's truly from the heart and not related to fashion at all.