Working on the sequel to In the Eye of the Storm, there are so many images around me that continually inspire words. So many of the stories I receive from contributors are hard to get through. The pain is so raw. But then, so is the hope. I find that I am ever grateful that [...]
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What It’s Like to Live in the Aftermath of a Category 5 Hurricane
Keep your head up Panama City. A feat that has proven much harder as the weeks since Michael have turned into months. Image by Sharon Owens There have only been four. Only four recorded Atlantic storms have maintained category five strength as they barreled inland. The Labor Day Hurricane of 1935, with its maximum sustained [...]
This New World
In this new world. we are shattered, hopeful souls. Bearing losses of unimaginable depth. Shouldering the burden of staggering, debilitating grief. In this new world, we are determined warriors. Maintaining our faith in the face of insurmountable odds. Believing still, that even alone, we will rise again. In this new world, we press onward. Without [...]
Goodbye in the Aftermath
Downtown Marianna, FL following Hurricane Michael on October 10, 2018. The entire Florida Panhandle suffered catastrophic damage with property losses to date at a staggering $5 billion and growing. In the aftermath we said goodbyeTo so many thingsThe treesOur homesOur landmarks Our citiesWe grieved for these lossesFor ourselvesFor each otherFor our shattered livesWe promised to rebuildTo [...]
There’s Just No Escape
Traveling home each day, there are reminders everywhere... Miles of piles, and shattered lives. Places that were, but exist no more. Broken soldiers, lining tattered streets. All that’s left, of our once green trees. Snapped into, these soldiers fell. Swept away, within the gale. I used to love, to drive these roads. Where beside the [...]
There are Some Things You Just Can’t Prepare For
Nothing could've prepared us. Not for this. Though we did prepare. We boarded up our windows. Stocked up on supplies. Safeguarded our valuables. But this time would be so much different than those that had come before. Pretty soon, all we had left were our prayers. And our fervent hope that we'd still be alive [...]
