On August 27, 2020 hurricane Laura tore through my hometown and destroyed nearly all of it, including my home of 49 years. Myself, son, and mother left with very little and came to Florida to be around family. This has been one of the most difficult times in my life. I literally lost everything over night and was set on a path of fear, anxiety and depression. I have had so many struggles here it has nearly been unbearable. For the first time in my life I had no direction and had no idea what I was to do now. It has now been three almost four months since tragedy struck me and my family. Although I have managed to find some peace through the practices of my craft I sit here and wonder that maybe everything that happened was for a reason, that it really isn't about the beginning, or middle of a journey, only the end. I have no idea why the universe did what it did but I am trusting in the universe because I have no other choice, I have begun to see light now, but the past keeps creeping up on me. It is so hard to move forward, why can't I just move forward. I will continue to try and any words of guidance that can be offered will be greatly appreciated.
Yours in spirit, always
Edited by GradyH