Rebuilding house and life after a fire
This blog is a journal about a challenging time in my life due to a house fire, my son's depression, and beginning my empty nest stage of life. The fire at my house occured exactly 6 weeks before the first entry, and reliving it through writing is both difficult and helpful.The journal has caught up to real time now, but I do look back now and then to reflect and add perspective.Archives
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To blog or not to blog? (100)
Have I really written 100 entries? This seems almost as incredible as reaching the one year anniversary of the fire. I began posting this blog about six weeks after the fire, but it soon caught up to real time. Friends … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Depression, House Fire, My Life, Personal Property
Tagged empty nest, family, fire, Judaism, my life, personal memoir, soccer, son's depression, travel adventures, writing
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One Person’s Junk (97)
Unpacking one’s possessions is a process of discovery. Or rather, rediscovery. I’ve moved often enough in my life, packing and unpacking many of the same things, so this shouldn’t come as a surprise. Each time I pack, I weed out … Continue reading
Posted in Moving, New Beginning, Personal Memoir, Personal Property
Tagged California, Downscaling, fire, Germany, Israel, Jewish, kibbutz Ketura, mementos, Mexico, moving, my life, objects as memories, personal memoir, Russia, Russian, tchochkes, Turkey
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Dry, dry, dry again (78)
One of the silver linings to the house fire and restoration is that the insurance paid for all new kitchen appliances. My washer and dryer, though, were reportedly in working condition after being taken apart, cleaned, and put back together. After about … Continue reading
Posted in Contractor, Daughter, Moving, My Life, Personal Memoir, Personal Property, Son
Tagged bird's nest, contractor, daughter, dogs, dryer, fire, house, insurance, moving, my life, personal memoir, son
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Settling in (75)
I’ve been home a week now and am starting to get used to the house again. True, it is almost entirely new and different inside, but the layout, light switches, windows, and most importantly, the feeling are all the same. … Continue reading
Posted in Clothing, Friends, Germany, House Fire, Moving, My Life, Personal Memoir, Personal Property, Shopping, Uncategorized
Tagged clothing, Downscaling, empty nest, fire, Germany, house, kitchen, moving, my life, personal memoir, smoke damage
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Home again (74)
My first weekend at home since the fire! I’ve looked forward to this for nearly half a year, so it doesn’t bother me (too much) that my kitchen is not quite functional or that I have only one working faucet, … Continue reading
Posted in Dogs, House, House Fire, Moving, My Life, Personal Memoir, Personal Property, Rebuilding, Shopping, Son
Tagged Buddy, dogs, house, kitchen, moving, my life, personal memoir, Rosie, son
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It’s in storage (67)
Answer: It’s in storage. Question: Do you have . . .? After five months, my unusual living situation has started to feel normal. I’ve gotten used to going without a lot of my stuff. I have the basics, and while … Continue reading
Posted in Daughter, Food, My Life, Personal Memoir, Personal Property, Son, Weight Loss
Tagged co-op, daughter, empty nest, house, insurance, Jewish holidays, kitchen, moving, my life, personal memoir, recipes, scales, son, storage, weight loss
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A new year, a new beginning (64)
Jews welcomed a new year at sundown on Wednesday. Jewish holidays go from sundown to sundown (and there was night and there was morning) and are dated according to a lunar calendar, which is why the Jewish holidays land on … Continue reading
Posted in Austin, College, Daughter, Depression, Family, Holidays, House Fire, House Sale, Interior design, Jewish, My Life, New Beginning, Personal Memoir, Personal Property, Uncategorized
Tagged college, comfort, daughter, empty nest, family, fire, furniture, house, insurance, Jewish holidays, money, my life, New Year, personal memoir, Rosh Hashanah, son, son's depression
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After the Fire: Rebuilding house and life 