12:07 P.M PST
I don't know how much I can take, first Katrina nearly takes my life, steals me of my abilitiy to walk and finally of the place I had called home for so long and now Ike has wiped away our home in Galveston. Don't get me wrong, I am more than glad we evacuated when we did, but how much else can we take.
I am not the type to sit around feeling sorry for myself, the good Lord has kept me here for a reason, and I can look at even this chair as a blessing, because it brought me closer to God, but storms like this have scarred me since Katrina and I just don't know what to do.
My nine year old sister is clinging to me more than ever, hanging on to my chair, acting like if she holds on tight enough I won't leave her, and I really am okay, I am doing well, despite the emotions eating me inside I am doing well, but I am scared and scarred.
When I woke up after Katrina in a hospital in Dallas to find I was paraylzed, that I would never walk again this side of heaven, I thought my life was over, I had ran track and field before, had been all over the country in different competions and meets, but that was all over, I did not see then that God had a greater plan for me.
When I go back to college I will be going into my third year, not bad for eighteen LOL, but despite being in the hospital and Rehab for about three months I was still able to graduate early, but for the Grace of God, and not to long ago, I got word that a Christian recording label in Nashville heard my demo and wants to sign me, so I am really living my dream, but right now I feel more like I am living a nightmoare, Ike has pounded our home town of Galveston, it looks like a ghost town on the images I have seen on TV and truth be told I am not sure I want to go back, I have what really matters here with me now, things can be replaced, and I am trying to keep it in that perspective.
Even my cat Cinderella is here with us, so we are all okay.
I heard from my friend Susie yesterday we lost contact after Katrina, she used to be our neighbor, and she didn't know about the damage Katrina had done to me, but we were all hurt by that monster, all who lived through it in one way or another.
Well my sister Katie and I are going to "walk" over to grab a burger next door, we have a Wendy's next to the hotel we are staying in, and we're both gettuing hungry. Mom is at the store getting Cinderella's cat food, and trying to figure out what we are going to do now that our home has been washed away.