DebShine
Shiny_Rock
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- Jan 13, 2009
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A little longish - apologies! 
My boyfriend''s house (we are 40) burnt down nine-days ago due to an accident involving frozen pipes. Since then, he has been spending some time with his 19-year old son (who was due to move out, but NEVER did they think this way), tying up loose ends with the insurance, mourning the loss of two cats, going shopping to get necessities, writing out lists of items in the house for the insurance, calling utilities for final bills, visiting the house trying to salvage what he can (it wasn''t much), and in the midst of all of this went back to work.
Now - in making his "lists" I semi-jokingly, semi-seriously told him to make sure he put down my cross necklace that had been on his headboard. The insurance said to write EVERYTHING - so it went down on the list. It''s a sterling silver, Kohl''s 1/2 price mother-of-pearl and marquise necklace that I paid about $30.00 - really, not a big deal, except that I liked it - it was a little different AND it was in the house... heaven knows he''s going to forget half the stuff in the house, so anything that we could remember, he put down.
Today he met with his son to look through the garage and try to jog his memory of it''s contents before the bulldozers came. Before leaving he took it upon himself to traipse through the charred ashes and cinders - burnt furniture and smoke smelling wooden beams - a house that has HOLES in the flooring where the firemen fell through because the flames started underneath the house - a house that has five man made holes in the ceiling where the firemen used chainsaws to help vent the smoke - this house has been through fire, water, ice, snow, thawing, and icing back up in the past nine days. He went back to his bedroom on the other side of the house and looked for my cross necklace.
He and his son found it.
He brought it home, cleaned it up for me, and left it on the book we were filling out that was called "All About Us", which I had on my make-up table and which, believe it or not, was also in the fire and made it out - we really can''t read much of it, but the smoke smell is going away and part of it is readable.
I promise - I''m not making this up for the drama-effect: when the firemen came out of the house after the last of the water cleared the smoke, the first thing they brought was my BF''s laptop still in the case; the first thing he sees and gives to me on opening the case - was that silly book. (Jeez- I''m tearing up here).
That is the end of the story. I have my cross necklace sitting next to me as I write this. I was wearing it earlier and YEP - it still smells a little smokie. It''s amazing how the smoke smell gets into everything - even metals. But this cross necklace will ALWAYS remind of HIM and what he did thinking of me, when really - who could blame him for thinking of anything but his house, his things, and HIS life.
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