No Matter What Happened, I Have Survived

Abstract

We lived out in the country near the pine forest in Bastrop County, Texas. I agreed, when I met my boyfriend, that we were going to build a log cabin on his land. It was going to be a work in progress. We moved out there and were surrounded by pine trees. I loved the house. It was a log cabin with a red roof. It had a bathtub with a whirlpool and a wraparound porch. I mean, that house was cool! Before the fire happened, we lived there for eight years. Of course, my wheelchair, when it got out in that sandy soil, would sink, so, I had no way of getting out of the house. I had a ramp to the porch and the van could come up to the porch, but there was no way for me to get from my house to the street. When the pine needles dropped off from the trees because of the drought, I could drive on them, but just to go nearby to the mailbox. It wasn’t cool that I didn’t have a way to get out.