Two Years

Here we are .Two years down the track. 

Hard to believe two years have passed since that day that changed our lives.

The day that set new challenges and stretched our emotions to the limit .The day that thrust us in to a new world. The day that tore so many lives part and caused anguish and pain.

Last year I didn't want to have a meeting to reflect on the year but this year it fits better.

The weather is fine, calm, an absolute cracker of a day. This is like the February of old. Long days  of hot sun,  hard work and BBQ's, beers and wine.

Who can reconcile such contrasting years. It doesn't make sense.

Today I think of all those who had to deal with the disruption, the turmoil, the utter destruction and the aftermath of natures fury.

We have all come a long way.

I am always thinking of the outstanding crew who appeared out of nowhere and cleaned up my nightmare. My mess. My share of the silt that invaded every nook and cranny and is still reappearing when no one is looking.

 My very special friend appeared today and gave me an immediate lift in spirits. Someone with a special place in my heart.

So many people to thank and they left me with a change in attitude to this day. 

How can I ever thank you.

I also reflect on all the donations that came in from people I didn't know, friends and old friends, organisations and again churches. I reflect on the immediate help from family after the evacuation and in the following days. I reflect on my special friends who offered their less flooded house for me to live in for many months . 

I would never have made it without the combined effort and help of so many. You gave me the strength to carry on.

Thank you , thank you ,thank you., 

My brain is full of moments and people. Moments all contributing to the effort toward a life again.

Everyone who contributed to my resurrection from a type of hell, has a special place in my flood bubble.

Love to you all.