Following the last post, I received personal emails from a number of you wondering if I’m ok and to hang in there, take it one day at at time, and relying on the “simple human presence ” of friends. Damned if I write an informal and personal post, and damned if I don’t, huh? I love you for your concern, am ok, and am taking it a day at once.
It’s getting increasingly difficult to hear about the news and stories of suicides and suicide attempts coming out of NO. A metroblogger referred to the local newspaper as the Times Buzzkillayune, but Katrina is not over by the stretch of anyone’s imagination. Such a beautiful and joyous place should never have had to be reduced to this because of government incompetence during the storm, negligence even before, and the thoughtless comments of people who know little to nothing of the city. It hurts. Yet, results, goodness and hope bloom.
The post was meant to express that:
a) emotions abound and freely so, running in and out of center stage as they see fit, no permission, no knocking first,
b) it’s hard to be away from MY OWN SPACE for so long, even if it stands yet, even if it’s only a few more months until I go back, even if I live in the coziest house in The ‘Wood surrounded by the cutest puppies and kitties ever and a friend who fixes my car for me even when I don’t ask,
c) some things aren’t getting better in New Orleans, but so much positive has happened and so incredibly fast (even by NOLA standards),
e) time heals a few wounds and renders gaping and horrific chasms of others,
e) people make me mad when they voice uneducated, unsolicited and just plain rude opinion on New Orleans. Someone’s home is what you’re talking about – have a bit of respect. Whatever you think, kicking when someone’s down is impolite. As J and I caucused tonight, “Wait until your levee breaks!” and
f) home is messed up on many fronts. What is Christmas is going to be like for the Erwin clan with their matriarch absent for the first time?
I may consider myself very lucky, but it doesn’t stop me from being affected by sorrow sometimes. That’s all. Give it a rest.
