year FOUR


Today marks years from THE FLOOD.  It marks the day that our nightmare was to be finished and we were to be made whole again.  And although some may be aware that we finally sold the flooded property to the government to be forever green space, the nightmare is not over for so many of our neighbors.  By law, today is THE DAY that our homes were supposed to be flood code compliant.  That meant that it was to be bulldozed, lifted onto stilts, or moved to higher ground.  Many of our neighbors and friends are still waiting for the help that was promised and has been very late to arrive.

We are in a different spot that our neighbors.  We hadn’t been in Lisle for our entire lives.  We were just starting to put down roots.  Of course it was unimaginably hard to lose everything we owned.  But we weren’t also at odds with a community we had been in since birth. It’s so bittersweet for many of our friends. They want to be able to stay in Lisle. But perhaps with their buyout offer, the current housing market is not being flexible enough for them to get the type of house they need. So many people MUST leave Lisle. 

We CHOSE to leave. Although through the flood we met many wonderful people, those roots weren’t as strong for us. We wanted to put a little distance between us and the town that stole the first four years of our marriage. So we settled on a home not far from Lisle…on much higher ground. We are quite literally at the top of the hill. 

We have been working hard on our new home with the generosity and talents of family and friends. We hope to be living there very soon with just some finishing touches left. It is our dream home. We have poured everything into this new place with the plan that it will be our forever home. Every time I walk in, I see our HGTV fantasies come to life. 

We want to send out a HUGE thank you to all who have helped. You know who you are. And when I give the FIVE year flood update in 2018, hopefully all of my floodie friends will be as settled as we plan to be soon. 

If you want to read about THE FLOOD from the perspective of just a couple months away from it, read here. 

And if you want to read how it changed absolutely everything in our lives and how perhaps it was even a blessing, read here.

And if you want to read last year’s update, read here. 

 

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Day 22: excuse me

 

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I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

I think all parents hope their little ones are kind and polite.  With that in mind, we have been teaching McK the magic words please and thank you.  She does very well and even tosses in a you’re welcome every once in a while.  Last week she said, I’m sorry to her shoes because she put them on the wrong feet.  As a parent and a teacher, I couldn’t be prouder.

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Day 22: excuse me

 

slice-of-life


I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

I think all parents hope their little ones are kind and polite.  With that in mind, we have been teaching McK the magic words please and thank you.  She does very well and even tosses in a you’re welcome every once in a while.  Last week she said, I’m sorry to her shoes because she put them on the wrong feet.  As a parent and a teacher, I couldn’t be prouder.

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Day 21: surprises

 

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I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

 

There are those surprises that you don’t want to hear about.  You have a flat tire.  Your kid’s school is calling because she has a fever.  You cannot find your keys on a day when you are already running late. Murphy’s law always seems to catch up to you making a sticky situation even stickier.

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Day 20: Monday morning pep talk

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It rained last night.  Not the gentle soothe you to sleep kind of rain.  But the type of rain that tosses a floodie into a panic.  Streets were watched to be sure the water was draining down the sewer.  The radar was checked to see if the worst of it had passed.  We briefly chatted about how we really should have installed the new sump pump last week.  Fingers are crossed that there is no lake under the new house this morning.

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Day 19: family days

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I always enjoy a day spent as a family. Today we three snuggled together during the way to early hours before tiptoeing out to the brightness of the living room. 

Breakfast was eaten and cleared before late morning naps overtook two of the three. Then we were off and running to a twin birthday party. 

It is not often that we get to enjoy this kind of day. Grocery shopping and laundry and housework and house space work needs to get done. When we do, I soak it up because who knows when the next will be scheduled. 

When the new house is complete and our biggest weekend projects include cutting the grass, there will be more time for family days. Until then, I will make do with the rare days like today. 

Day 18:  sleep

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It is late. 

My eyelids are heavy but they won’t rest. 

My body is weary but my brain will not shut down. 

Tomorrow is busy but that does not motivate the sleep that doesn’t want to come.  

I think too much.  

Shutting down my brain has never been easy. 

Every noise is a distraction. 

Every sliver of light is blinding.

From the comfort of my bed, I say a silent prayer for sleep to come.

Finally, it overtakes me and I drift off to quiet peace.