Hi friends. Living through a hurricane has nothing to do with writing. I am very good at always thinking about writing but I did not think about it much during the last four days. Instead I thought about my friends and my community and my dog and finding a way to get in touch with people because my service no longer worked. I thought about how long I should stay, how bad things might get, and where I could go when I left. Though my house protected me from the storm, it could not protect me from what came after. I did not feel safe there. I felt like I would be someone who would end up needing help rather than being able to provide it.
I have been thinking so much of you and Sid. Reading these words made me scared for you and also so relieved you're in a safe place now. Always sending my love to you!
I'm glad you are safe, first and foremost. Your description of the night of sounds resonated with me. The world never sounded more alive to me than when we went without power for a day and a half. I realize that a day and a half is nothing compared to what the people of New Orleans are facing and you were facing. Still, that you were able to plumb the experience under that duress is both amazing and, yet, unsurprising. The writer in you never rests even when you are focusing on living.
How vulnerable you must have felt (perhaps still will feel in the coming days and weeks). Glad you found a place to go and be safe. We all love you. <3
Dear Jami, what a heart-wrenching experience (even without sharing all of the sounds). I'm relieved you and your dog friend survived and have secured housing. I'm sure you'll be mourning so much in the days to come, including having to leave the city and friends you loved so much. Thank you for sharing from your heart. 💜💜💜
Dear Jami, you were in my thoughts and prayers and hopes during the hurricane from hell. I wanted to reach out but I didn’t yet I sent my vibes to you. Thank you for sharing with us. So relieved that you are safe. And loved 💗
I read this mostly holding my breath. Visceral and scary, and understating the courage it takes to survive. I've been in that house alone with my dog and walked the aftermath the next day here in Richmond, Va.
I have been thinking so much of you and Sid. Reading these words made me scared for you and also so relieved you're in a safe place now. Always sending my love to you!
I'm glad you are safe, first and foremost. Your description of the night of sounds resonated with me. The world never sounded more alive to me than when we went without power for a day and a half. I realize that a day and a half is nothing compared to what the people of New Orleans are facing and you were facing. Still, that you were able to plumb the experience under that duress is both amazing and, yet, unsurprising. The writer in you never rests even when you are focusing on living.
How vulnerable you must have felt (perhaps still will feel in the coming days and weeks). Glad you found a place to go and be safe. We all love you. <3
Dear Jami, what a heart-wrenching experience (even without sharing all of the sounds). I'm relieved you and your dog friend survived and have secured housing. I'm sure you'll be mourning so much in the days to come, including having to leave the city and friends you loved so much. Thank you for sharing from your heart. 💜💜💜
Dear Jami, thank you for sharing this with us. I'm so glad that you and Sid are safe. <3
Jami, I'm so glad you're safe and okay. Thank you for sharing your experience with us, but I'm so sorry it happened and is happening. Stay safe.
Dear Jami, you were in my thoughts and prayers and hopes during the hurricane from hell. I wanted to reach out but I didn’t yet I sent my vibes to you. Thank you for sharing with us. So relieved that you are safe. And loved 💗
I read this mostly holding my breath. Visceral and scary, and understating the courage it takes to survive. I've been in that house alone with my dog and walked the aftermath the next day here in Richmond, Va.