As I write this post, that sound of fire engine sirens and flashing lights is hauntingly imprinted in my memory as a horrific nightmare came to life. In the wee hours of the morning in sleet and snow- at 4am on Feb 5th – my neighbor’s home caught fire via an electrical surge. As my husband and I raced out the door, nothing mattered but their safety. By the grace of God they both escaped with minor injuries and by another miracle even the cat survived.
” Having Your All” seems so frivalous under these circumstances. Forget move, nourish, balance, purpose and rejuvenation. Here we are talking about raw survival. The “All” became clear to me. It was about the team effort of the four fire departments who extinguished the flames which blew out windows and gutted the kitchen and side room. The “All” was about the other neighbor who called 911 and then our home for help. More importantly,the “All” is the overwhelming deep gratitude I feel today, knowing that they made it through.