If you’ve been following my blog for the past several months, you know that my home caught on fire last August. Luckily, everyone made it out safely, but the structure itself was badly damaged. But finally, after more than six long months, I am back home!
I’m so grateful to have my home back. In addition to being a wonderful place to live, it’s my writing sanctuary. My home office is my comfort zone, so now I can officially enter “The Writing Zone”! (Just in time, too! I’ve got a lot of writing to do for my third book!)
My dog, Dylan, is also happy to be home. He’s taken over his regular spot out on the balcony. I actually call it his “throne”! Now that he’s back, he can “rule” over all the birds and squirrels that pass by.
As relieved as I am to be home, it’s not quite the same — at least, not yet. Luckily, all of the stuff that was lost in the fire was replaceable, but there are still some issues. For example, the carpet wasn’t delivered (like it was supposed to be!), so I’m sleeping on the sofa, and my clothes are stuck sitting in big, black rubbish bags until everything is finished. The insurance company is making things tough, too, so there’s still a bit of battling that needs to be done on that front.
But in spite of a few setbacks, it really is “home sweet home”! My grandkids came to visit for Mothers’ Day, and it was emotional for all of us. They were staying with me when the fire broke out, so there were some initial tears. They didn’t even want to go inside at first! But once they put on their brave faces and stepped inside, they were thrilled to see everything nice, clean, and decorated. We all were!
Now that I’m back home, it’s time to return to “normal” — whatever that means! With everything going right now, maybe I should settle for “normalish”?!