Monday, July 07, 2008

Another Fire Update

The good news is, the insurance coverage is intact. Thank you, grace periods. All paid, all good. Now we wait for the insurance adjuster (the actual one, not the after-hours guy) to look at it and assess it.

The fire chief left a message on my machine this morning about the fire. I'm sorry... but am I the only one who thinks it is a little insensitive to leave a message that says:

"There was a fire at your home here in Southern Ohio. Damage is pretty heavy and it looks like arson. If you have questions, call..."

I'm really glad I already knew. That kind of thing before coffee could well have done me in.

I called the chief (I was nice despite it) and photos are on their way. Will I be able to handle it? I suppose it's like death—one must look at the "body" for it to be "real". Right now it's just an airy concept. But the thought of flames and smoke engulfing my Grandmother's beloved home... haven't felt pain like that since Dad died and I heard Mom's prognosis. (At least I know now that I can live through it.)

So we are on hold in limbo yet again. The upside is, we didn't distribute anything yet so it's all there in the accounts for use if needed. I must believe it was God's way of protecting us.

There really are a lot of positives in this. My sister and I reconnecting after our horrid blowout; that this might wind up assisting us in a speedier sale and closure of the estate (if the house is fixed up a little, it might sell faster! Wouldn't THAT be ironic?); that it's brought me deeper into my relatively newfound faith; and I woke up with a song in my head today. A new one.

Though I logically thought that I should take care of biz first then fool around with the song, the urgency to put the song first was so strong I had to obey, and all I had were the first verse and chorus.

I obeyed—and it came pouring out. It wrote itself.

Please understand I do not toot my own horn here, because I know where it came from—I didn't create this, I'm just the channel for it—but I'm awestruck at how quickly it poured forth, how complete and perfect it feels, and how much it says what I've been needing to hear. I cannot sing it without crying. I have three verses, the chorus, and I know how it ends. All I have to do is record it. Then I'll post it somewhere if you're curious.

I wrote it, then I took care of business, and everything began to fall magically into place.




At 7:41 PM, July 07, 2008, Blogger Sheepish Annie said...

As horrible as something like this is, there is something comforting about the pieces falling into some sort of logical, readable pattern. I'm glad that the pieces are helping you with this right now.

Continuing to think good thoughts and both kitties send all sorts of head bonks 'n nuzzles your way.

At 8:39 PM, July 08, 2008, Anonymous tiennie said...

Catching up on your last 3 posts - whoa! I am so sorry! But like you said, there are good things to come of it. I'm glad that you and your sister are making up, the insurance is intact, funds are intact and the home might sell better.


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