Grateful for Sandy

     Yes you read that right.  I never thought I would say that ever.  I never fully appreciated this awesome town I live in until that day.  We had to evacuate and got damage.  Some is fixed and some hopefully in the near future will be fixed.  Coming home that day, I cried going through this awesome town I lived in for years.  It was like a war zone, but everyone came together.  People dropped boxes off, came and helped.  My neighbors I cannot thank enough for helping my husband screw down what was left of our roof. This town came together like I have never seen it, or maybe my eyes were just not opened.  God opened them through Sandy.  I am truly grateful for Father Bernandino helping us through that emotional/spiritual storm. He helped me see what God was showing me. I am very grateful for my family.  My rock, my husband helped me to see the glass half-full mot half-empty.  My son, my boy scout, did things he told me he learned in scouts.  Let just say, I am so grateful for scouts preparing him for a disaster such as this and smacking me into reality. My daughter, who was my venting board, she helped me go out for that Barnes and Nobles cafe break of coffee when I got too stressed. For all our family and friends who helped and prayed for us thank you for being there. For one of my friends who sent a care package of cleaners from Minnesota, and letting me vent anytime to her. I am very grateful for all three Catholic churches: Epiphany, Visitation, and Saint Dominic's who helped throughout this disaster.  
      My view on life changed with this.  I realized I was asked to make a change that  I was not certain I had the courage to make. I have always been a planner.  God certainly make me take a loop I was not prepared for. We are still not finished with this particular journey and I am not sure will it will land me. But I am truly impressed He thinks I am able to do it.