Some of my special friends came over and wrote scriptures and prayers on studs in my home.
It is a wonderful blessing.
Those words will always be there blessing us.
Now the drywall is up.
They’ve been taped and floated and texture is on.
The interior doors are being hung. Trim is going up.
When paint goes on the walls, I will be sooo happy!
It’s a process. A process I didn’t plan on at all.
No one told us how hard this would be.
People out of town always ask if we are back in our house, if life is back to normal.
We are all so used to rapid recoveries. But, no, this is a difficult recovery.
We had flood insurance. So many didn’t. We were not supposed to flood.
I have friends that don’t have walls up yet.
Keep praying.
Yes, the fireplace had to be torn down. Our firebox had to come out the front.
Most in my neighborhood did. So I get to design a new one.
Hoping I will love it! None of this is fun.
It’s because of how we got here
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Just wanted to update my regulars that don’t see me on fb.
Happy Thanksgiving to those of you in the USA!
We will be at my daughter’s.
We are so thankful.
This could’ve been much worse.
