Seems like I am always getting caught up in hurricanes or disasters, well this story kinda deals with both.
You don't have to live on the coast to feel the effects of a hurricane, it travels where it wants. We just happen to have been in the traveling path a few times here. I watched as one was blowing it's way through,. standing on the front porch you have the best view for these events.
Over time you learn to listen and watch the reports that come from the various media accounts, you stock up on candles, ice, water propane, generator fuel and things that will see you through. Then all hell breaks loose. First you watch the sky for signs of what's to come. you feel the wind increasing, the rains starts falling, the media increases their warnings, the power goes out, the phones go out.......nothing now but the fury from the storm.
The sounds you hear from mother natures song is quite revealing of her power. You feel the thunder as it roll, the electricity in he air from the lightning makes you tingle, the constant loud thud of old huge trees falling, the spray from sideways rain, all make quite an impressive symphony for her strength.
After several hours comes an eerie calm, a quietness prevails, only sounds are those of emergency vehicles.
Neighbors start leaving the comfort of their homes, you exchange stories and news, you don't dare venture very far from your neighborhood, not yet anyway.
It was during this latest event that I met her. Her home was damaged some what from this storm, she asked if I would give a bid for repairs for her insurance company. This was the beginning of a nice friendship.
I moved away for a year or so and was pleased to see she still lived in the neighborhood.
She came by to visit me about two weeks after I was finished moving back in. She caught me up on all the happenings while I was away.
She started telling me about her new boy friend, how he treated her meanly, cursed her, threatened her, took her phone away from her, wouldn't let her see or talk to her friends or family.....she revealed he was an alcoholic and was addicted to crack.
I asked the most common question "why don't you just leave him?"
Her answer, he threatens to kill me and members of my family if I leave, she said. He has beaten me and spat on me, cursed me, stolen my money so I couldn't go any where or do any thing, she related.
Why do you go back to him then I asked.
Cause he always promises he will change and not do those things again but within a week or two he is right back at it.
What good are cracked and unkept promises I asked....she replied with the standard I know...but...
This is a sad day for me, I will miss her, he finally kept one of his promises, I will attend her funeral tomorrow.....
3 months ago