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Hopalong:
((((Lighter))) hon.
What would it be like to experiment with trust, relaxing into trust of others?
Like, what if your thought that the community must be wrong...is itself deceiving you from your best interests?
I ask only because there could be wisdom, and much stress reduction, in considering that they have a collective understanding about something that sounds reasonably true:
--- Quote ---many people, native and non natives, are telling me the beach won't stand another hurricane season.... I don't think that's quite right.
--- End quote ---
Even if they're wrong by a season, or two or four...if there's collective insight about this including from those who live through these storms....isn't it possible you'll have less personal stress in the long-term if you and the kids RENT a place when the Bahamas are calling?
xo
Hops
lighter:
Honestly.... we're going to our place in the Bahamas until it's sold. After that, we're not going back to the Bahamas, IMO.
Since youngest dd loves the place..... it's a foregone conclusion we'll enjoy as long as feasible... as long as it's standing, and is ours.
We can do Christmas there, for all I care. By that time there'll be 3 private bedrooms, and 2 sofas that sleep very nicely. My sibling did New Years in January... it was marvelous, I'm told.
The idea of a cool breezy Christmas.... no bugs or pig stinking Bahamian heat... appeals much.
Once we're out of this pink cottage....... we're out of the Bahamas.
Lighter
Hopalong:
Ahhh, okay. Now I (finally) get it.
So thick, moi!
:?
Glad you've gotta plan.
It's gotta include some peace.
Hope you can rent it out while it's on the market,
since you can't be there all the time.
And your moss needs you.
Hugs
Hops
sKePTiKal:
I've been spending some time supporting some recent (and not so recent) widows. The one who created the forum, is running herself ragged. The classic "busy bee" avoidance of emotions trick. I've firmly told her to take a day off, before she collapses. But on & on she goes.
What is happening now, is she's experiencing the "piling on" effect. Little and big things are going wrong; the normal snafu things get magnified way out of proportion to their importance.
IMO, this is a symptom caused by not simply taking the time to feel the feelings that are coming up. Yes, when it's a whirlwind of feelings it dredges up all kinds of ancient feelings and mixes them all together. But maybe that's just what happens to me, too.
A hot stone massage might help you quite a bit, Lighter.
Twoapenny:
--- Quote from: lighter on April 11, 2018, 08:54:30 AM ---So, I was at the airport, enjoying the best mixed baby green salad of my life, topped with at least 5 dollars worth of perfectly plump walnuts topped with blue cheese, and cranberries, and cucumbers and fresh tomato topped with 2 of the best Shula burgers of my life, topped with carmelized onions and mushrooms..... mixing flavors and textures and condiments, and oh my.... I forgot the side of potatoes....remember I said I'd likely have zero willpower.... fried.... perfectly crisp, topped sometimes with blue cheese and ketchup, sometimes with mayo, sometimes with just ketchup.... playing with flavor and texture combinations, as I said.... ready to weep over the abundance of yummy produce and products available in the States..... when everyone's phones went off bc of a tornado warning. Very alarming, bc dd and sis were preparing to board a small seaplane, and we were going to board a regular flight in a few hours.
This was the beginning of a very confusing 8 hours.
So, I ate myself into what should have been a coma, and still had enough for 2 more meals, when dd's flight was diverted to Miami, and 2 tornadoes popped up almost on top of Fort Lauderdale airport..... we were instructed to get away from the wall to wall windows and run to the inside of the building. I, at one point, was the only person heading INTO the dust storm running down hallways and into my eyes and face as I headed to safety. I was joined by a lovely young woman from Alaska, heading to the ladies room. I joined her while we both marveled at EVERYONE else heading TO the windows. I was reminded of instructing children.... tell them what you want them to do, not what you don't want. DON'T RUN INTO THE Street, and they go right into the street. Every time. That what these travelers were doing..... really.
So, a nice lady from the United counter joined us eventually, and showed us a very frightening picture of one very large, in my opinion, tornado followed by a smaller one..... right at the airport. I think it did damage to Fed Ex trucks, etc..... at one point it felt like we were in the Wizard of Oz... wind wipping things around in the air outside the glass..... all that HUGE wind INSIDE the building where it was supposed to be safe. On reflection, I think I should have helped people with young children and elderly TO safety WITH me. Now I know what I do in that situation. I go to safety, and I follow directions. I bond with like minded people, and hunker down responsibly. I do not run around and play hero.
::nodding::.
Not sure how to feel about it... just information I guess.
Let me get one thing straight... I think Allegient Air has a training issue. I couldn't get a straight answer about flights and delays until we were in the air 5 hours late..... I didn't get home till 2am..... so many laughable contradictions from the Allegient staff....
"First off, your destination airport can't shut down tonight until all flights are in, but if they do, we'll notify you." That kind of stuff, and people were just laughing at that point. It was like a stupid dream.
SO many babies... little girl babies learning to walk in pink tu tus.... chubby little girl baby reminding me of my neice... smiling and laughing and waving.... so cute I wanted to eat her with a spoon. So many little children, and that's all I want to say about that. This was one of the nice things about the wait and day, in general. All the little babies. One of the not so nice things.... seeing people in wheelchairs.... pushed by unsmiling hampered people... sometimes other elderly people, spouses I assume....
I
do
not
want
to
end up
pushing
or
occupying
said
wheelchair.
::Shaking head::.
No. I do not.
I'm grateful to be home. Grateful to wake my sleepy oversleeping children for school. Grateful to clean out the rice maker my oldest let ferment and turn to soup.... grateful to re wash my white comforter that soured in the wash machine, grateful to walk the pug, and check out the lovely moss carpet. I can't believe how it's come together.... except there's so many hours involved... it had to.
There was no choice.
I'm grateful to be home home home home home home home.
::hugging mug of coffee happily to chest::.
Next on list... figuring out sea walls. Mine is crumbling into the Atlantic. I've seen 3 kinds of sea walls... the one I believe I need is the cement kind with knees and fiberglass re bar.... picture a fortress, and you've about got it right I should think.
I have no idea how much that is, but will find out.
Theres a boxed vinyl sea wall, and a corregated one. I have a heavy equipment operator... the one who moved my container, willing to use left over corregated I believe, to do a quick sea wall.... not sure how much, and I see it as likely to erode my beach as it's installed, nad do nothing to retain it during a hurricane as it's unlikely to be driven into anything but sand at that point, and from what I've seen of the material, which honestly, is left overs from a different kind of wall. I guess they can be cut to any length. Will have to see. The Italian neighbor, readying to put in a very long sea wall one lot from me, never showed, and I assume he knew about the weather blowing in and wisely chose not to fly.... we've been supposed to meet for months now. Another missed meeting.
The journey continues, Amazons: )
Lighter
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Well my biggest source of amazement is that you can get food that good at an airport! I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be able to order something as delicious as that at an airport in the UK :) But the rest of it - oh my days. How scary and yes, people running toward the danger, no I wouldn't be playing hero either - you've got your own babies to get home safely to. People do it here when there are big storms, they go to the beach and then get swept out to sea by giant waves, or they sit on the edge of crumbling cliffs and fall 150 feet - madness. People let little children play on lilos and rubber dinghies IN THE SEA, I can't tell you how many times I've seen it - one puff of wind or slipping into a current and those babies are gone. Never ceases to amaze me. I am glad you had the good sense to head for the toilet, Lighter, and stay there. Cannot advise on the sea wall, unfortunately :) xx
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