spring

New life in spring. It is only February. Yet in Our Town, we are seeing signs of spring. The weather is so confused here. Too many hurricanes. Too much weather turbulence. Why are spring flowers out so soon?

We are all traumatized. Charlie. Frances. Ivan. Jean. Dennis. Katrina. Rita. And what is to come? So many are saying if we have another bad season, they are moving. Can Our Town stand any more?

Even the plant life is confused. Some are dormant. Some look dead and lifeless. Some are blossoming.

Kind of like us. Some are building. Some are restoring damaged homes. Some are selling and getting the heck out of dodge.

We love Our Town. It is a very friendly, kind community. It is not a small-minded red-necked city that excludes and rejects. We have been embraced and loved. Our subdivision has grown and gained in value.

As a hairdresser, I have only known growth and blessing for the ten years I have lived here.

I don't want to leave. I pray the storms don't land here again.

It is agonizing to see a community destroyed by the elements. We are so sad to see the destruction of New Orleans. Please, let the storms land in the sea and not destroy any more lives, homes and cities.

We are all weary. We don't want to be worry warts. We don't want to be destroyed again.

Let spring come and let the seaside towns flourish and blossom.

Let it be a happy spring, summer and fall without the agony of angry of storms.