tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113767935196076705.post7099991125301106473..comments2023-05-25T06:06:11.381-06:00Comments on for posterity...: On the eleventh day of ChristmasDavid and Debbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18397313447137818213noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113767935196076705.post-50810942562374186652012-12-30T17:21:27.663-07:002012-12-30T17:21:27.663-07:00It was that fire! It was at the beginning of fina...It was that fire! It was at the beginning of finals week. We found a place to live after Christmas break until after our apt was gutted and remodeled, but for the rest of finals week, we were essentially homeless. In between studying for finals, taking finals, and working, we needed to empty our blackened apartment of anything salvageable. <br /><br />Fortunately for me, I wasn't present when the fire happened - I was at the gym and saw it all when I got home. Aside from not being traumatized by seeing the actual fire, this meant that I avoided the mediation between my landlord and the girls who were present. It was a difficult time for me, but nowhere near as difficult as it was for those roommates who had been there.<br /><br />That said, it was completely amazing how everyone in my ward came together to help us. They gave us old clothes and kitchen items, they fed us, and they were always asking what else they could do. I remember ladies in my complex would beg to be the ones who got to let us use their bed on any given night. We became an incredibly close-knit ward, and people were always coming to visit while we were temporarily displaced to a different apt complex.<br /><br />But the most amazing memory I have from that time was how easy it was for me to recognize that I was being lifted and strengthened by the Savior. I actually could feel myself being carried by the prayers of others. I think sometimes I *think* I *might* be getting that support, but in this case, it was so obvious. I could not have gotten through that experience as "easily" as I did, if I were really all by myself. Just as you said - it was a really scary, but also incredibly beautiful time.abbynormalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00387625999075371677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113767935196076705.post-56352002589415028052012-12-23T21:56:40.314-07:002012-12-23T21:56:40.314-07:00Excellent, beautiful story. One we can all learn f...Excellent, beautiful story. One we can all learn from, every day. Was the apartment fire the one with the sparkler and the Christmas tree? I must hear the details. I didn't know you were affected so greatly. That must have been a really scary, and beautiful time. Crystalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15260117428119041785noreply@blogger.com