What?! Did I just use hurricane and blessing in the same sentence? I sure did! I know Hurricane Katrina took a lot of lives, ripped families apart, destroyed homes (including mine and my husband’s), but it brought me so many blessings. Straight after Hurricane Katrina hit my mind immediately went to see all the positives that could possibly come from this.
My personality is to always find the positive in any situation and thank God for that. So that’s what I was doing. I made a new life in Dallas and moved on, or so I thought. Even though it is good to be positive, there’s nothing wrong with grieving.
I went back to school as so as I got to Dallas. I didn’t know it then, but it was the wrong choice for me. Needless to say, the first semester did NOT go how I had planned. Ashamed to say, my G.P.A. was a .96 (what). I never went to class. And when I did go, I was too distracted to focus.
At first I didn’t know what was wrong, but I found myself crying myself to sleep in my dorm room. I cried often…too often. Then I realized, I never grieved for the loss of my city, for the loss of my home, and the loss of so many lives. I finally learned to grieve. I learned that it is an important part of healing. It took me a couple of years to fully learn this.
So let me do a bit of rewinding. Before Hurricane Katrina happened. I had just broke up with my boyfriend, at the time. This guy was clearly NOT my “Mr. Right”. He wasn’t the nicest person and definitely was a manipulator. I won’t go into detail but having to move out of the city, would mean that I didn’t have to see him ever again. Little did I know, he had moved to Dallas too. But I was a stronger person by that time and never entertained his foolishness.
Anyway, if Hurricane Katrina hadn’t happened, I wouldn’t have realized that there was a world outside of New Orleans. I don’t think I would have ever been as determined as I am to follow my dream. I don’t even think I would’ve moved out of the city. Grant it, I miss my family ( I have yet to see my Dad’s side). I miss the family feel of my neighborhood. I miss my church. I have so many memories there, but I do not want to go back to live. I love Tennessee and I thank God for the many lessons I’ve learned.
So I’ve learned:
- It’s okay to grieve.
- Become a stronger woman.
- Go after my dreams.
- There’s life outside of my comfort zone.
My Parents and I have a great relationship I got married to the man of my prayers. I have a son. I’ve learned so much about myself since the hurricane.
Life after Hurricane Katrina, has been a emotional journey, but a good one nonetheless. But what makes this emotional is that…….. (Click here to see why August 29th makes me a bit emotional).