The Christmas letter
Dec. 5th, 2008 12:19 amThis is the first day of Holidailies, so by way of introduction, I am posting the version of the Ike story I wrote up to put in my Christmas cards. Full of holiday cheer, I am, right? (A few of you may get repeat versions with your cards, but I wasn't planning to send it to people I know read my Livejournal regularly, anyway, since they already know everything in it, more or less.)
This is my second try at writing this letter because my dying computer ate the first one, and so far I haven’t managed to retrieve it. Which is par for the course, lately, and is in fact related to the main topic of this letter, as you will see!
Some of you may recall getting a change-of-address postcard from us a year or so ago. Last fall, we moved into a new two-bedroom apartment in the same complex we’ve been in for a number of years, right behind the Galveston Seawall. We waited a couple of months to get a ground-floor unit, mostly because I’ve been having back problems off and on and climbing the stairs is not easy for me when my back goes out. Bad decision, in retrospect. But there hadn’t been a major hurricane in Galveston in 25 years, and while we knew it was always a possibility, we really didn’t worry about it a lot.
( Think I got enough foreshadowing in there? )
So that’s the Ike story. It’s certainly the most exciting thing to happen to us this year!
(Note: I know it's highly uneven - it dwells on the early parts of the story and skims over the later parts - but it's hard to tell about a life-changing event in a way that will fit on the front and back of one piece of paper. Like I said, the computer ate the first draft when it died, but actually I think this version is better anyway. Not fabulous, exactly, but better.)
(Another note for newcomers: if you're really fascinated by this and want to know all the details, the posts from the evacuation start here.)
This is my second try at writing this letter because my dying computer ate the first one, and so far I haven’t managed to retrieve it. Which is par for the course, lately, and is in fact related to the main topic of this letter, as you will see!
Some of you may recall getting a change-of-address postcard from us a year or so ago. Last fall, we moved into a new two-bedroom apartment in the same complex we’ve been in for a number of years, right behind the Galveston Seawall. We waited a couple of months to get a ground-floor unit, mostly because I’ve been having back problems off and on and climbing the stairs is not easy for me when my back goes out. Bad decision, in retrospect. But there hadn’t been a major hurricane in Galveston in 25 years, and while we knew it was always a possibility, we really didn’t worry about it a lot.
( Think I got enough foreshadowing in there? )
So that’s the Ike story. It’s certainly the most exciting thing to happen to us this year!
(Note: I know it's highly uneven - it dwells on the early parts of the story and skims over the later parts - but it's hard to tell about a life-changing event in a way that will fit on the front and back of one piece of paper. Like I said, the computer ate the first draft when it died, but actually I think this version is better anyway. Not fabulous, exactly, but better.)
(Another note for newcomers: if you're really fascinated by this and want to know all the details, the posts from the evacuation start here.)