Fool me once…

I do believe in second chances. If I give you a second chance and you play me, you will not get a third chance.

Recently, I gave someone who has already had a second chance, a third chance. I won’t happen again. While I was puzzling out the clues that I was being played, once again…I remembered some other times that you were given “second chances”.

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It will not happen again.

Brutus

Nibbles – also known as Brutus

Today my snuggle buddy went over the rainbow bridge to play with all the other pets we’ve ever had in our lifetime. He is with the dog who picked him out – Buddy.

Brutus and Buddy – BFFS

He is probably annoying his sister, Kimmi. She will whack him in the head.

Kimmi ignoring Brutus

And all the other beloved pets who have passed.

For a cat that didn’t like me at first, he certainly came around.

Brutus’ favorite spot

Rest in peace my loving fur-ball. You were a great cat and an even better friend.

September 28, 2023 – One year

It has been one year since Hurricane Ian brought death and devastation to Southwest Florida and the recovery is slow but it is ongoing. To me it feels like we will never recover. I could tell you about my experience but I think that conversation would be better if I had it with my therapist…

My personal observations:

1. There are so many blue tarped roofs out there.

2. People forget that the same people helping with the recovery in the community are dealing with damages from the same storm.

3. A lot of people are living only parts of their houses. I know one guy who can only use one bathroom and his living room. Heart breaking.

4. Holes in houses raise your electric bill. (FACT)

5. For every person who moves out of the area it feels like six more move in.

6. Feels like it was just yesterday.

7. People who take advantage of those dealing with the aftermath have a special place reserved for them in hell.

8. I hear from a lot of people who are stuck here due to the financial devastation that Hurricane Ian brought to their lives. I know how they feel. I’d leave FL if I could afford to.

9. I cry at least once a week about Hurricane Ian’s effect on my life.

Hurricane Ian – that blue dot is where we live

I guess today is this week’s day to cry.

Thanks for reading.