Holiday Silence
New Year's Day. Everything was so still. Usually there are workmen inside and out repairing, plastering, painting, demolishing — whatever has to get done and can be done right now. We went to the house to take pictures now that it's still, to reflect on all that's been done and, well, just to visit. I am so used to be there multiple times a day that not going is almost painful.
The silence is deafening especially as all I want is for the work to be done. I know. Patience. I tell myself that every day. The workmen have gone above and beyond with how hard they've been working in horrible weather conditions too.
The lull gave us a chance to go through the rooms and take it all in without getting in the way. We discovered yet another damaged window and left a note with arrows showing where. Possibly another delay for other things to get done while we wait for windows. I'll know tomorrow when I speak with the builder.
I am glad the workmen took the time between Christmas and New Year's off. They have been working long and hard and this is their time — time to be with their families and bring the new year in before getting back at it.
I wonder if I'll ever wander through the halls of the house and feel the way I did before the storm? More attached? Less? Time will tell, I suppose.
I can't wait for the snow to be gone and the neighbours back in their homes, have a fence again (strange as this sounds) to talk to the neighbours by (and play with their dog Buddy by), to gather around the mailbox and catch up, and wave as others pass by in their cars. I can't wait for normalcy, or the new normal. It'll be here in a minute if the rest of life is any indicator.
For now it's getting together with our friends and neighbours as often as we can and support each other from our temporary quarters as we each live our own tornado rebuild experiences.
And for everyone, a year that's filled with all that's good; health, happiness, the comfort and support of friends and family and experiences that create wonderful memories for years ahead.
The silence is deafening especially as all I want is for the work to be done. I know. Patience. I tell myself that every day. The workmen have gone above and beyond with how hard they've been working in horrible weather conditions too.
The lull gave us a chance to go through the rooms and take it all in without getting in the way. We discovered yet another damaged window and left a note with arrows showing where. Possibly another delay for other things to get done while we wait for windows. I'll know tomorrow when I speak with the builder.
I am glad the workmen took the time between Christmas and New Year's off. They have been working long and hard and this is their time — time to be with their families and bring the new year in before getting back at it.
I wonder if I'll ever wander through the halls of the house and feel the way I did before the storm? More attached? Less? Time will tell, I suppose.
I can't wait for the snow to be gone and the neighbours back in their homes, have a fence again (strange as this sounds) to talk to the neighbours by (and play with their dog Buddy by), to gather around the mailbox and catch up, and wave as others pass by in their cars. I can't wait for normalcy, or the new normal. It'll be here in a minute if the rest of life is any indicator.
For now it's getting together with our friends and neighbours as often as we can and support each other from our temporary quarters as we each live our own tornado rebuild experiences.
And for everyone, a year that's filled with all that's good; health, happiness, the comfort and support of friends and family and experiences that create wonderful memories for years ahead.
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