In the days, weeks, and month after the fire I was amazed by the outpouring of support for us. We had talked about leaving Boise eventually because of better job opportunities for Dan when he graduates. But after the fire I couldn't figure out how we could ever justify leaving this community. Not to sound whiny, but where has everyone gone?
It has been months since I talked to many of the people who helped us out. Many of the people who we met BECAUSE of the fire, I befriended and assumed I would continue to have relationships with. We had an open house, and many of those people I assumed would at least come to that. But most didn't. To me celebrating our new home was just as important as helping us sweeping up our old one.
As I am writing, I am wondering if it's because I haven't made contact. But I have... not with everyone, but a few people at least. Given the lack of reaction from them though, I suppose I am reluctant to reach out to others.
It's a lonely place 10 months (today... it's been TEN months) after the fire. And it's strange to have a blog where I can share that, and you can read. Our door is always open.