House Fire Saga Update #6

House Fire Saga Update #6 - June 25, 2019

Update May 2020 - I'm currently going back through my Facebook posts and deciding what I want to leave up for public consumption and what I want to leave private (mostly photos of family that I don't want to leave accessible forever). I thought posting the text of those posts, along with some of the photos I'm okay with leaving public, here on the blog and backdating the posts to the days they went up would be a good alternative.

If you've landed here in the midst of a difficult season (that is difficult for no fault of your own), I hope this helps. Leave a comment or send me a message (catpollockwrites @ gmail .com - remove the spaces) if you want someone to talk to, or even just someone to listen.

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Tuesday, June 25, 2019 - 8:07PM

House fire saga update #6:

Today was a hard day, as we went onto the property with permission for the first time after the fire department cleared it. We went through storage sheds on the property that were not touched by the fire, and there were some precious items in there we never expected to find because we thought it was in the house.

Also a huge praise is that the car insurance came back with an assessment on Dad's truck that was more than anyone expected to see.

As far as permanent housing goes - nothing new, but we're all hopeful that the perfect home for my parents, sister and brother is on the horizon. Prayers for the process of finding our would be greatly appreciated.

Reminder: if you'd like to help in some way, here's the 411 on who/where to contact:

- Bonnie Carroll at Laveen Baptist Church (primary contact)
- Sarah Lineberger at New Life Baptist Church
- Christina Lobosco at St. Peter's Lutheran Church
- Michelle Krick at River of Life Church
- Patty Brooks Suttill at Arcadia Gospel Fellowship

Once again, thank you for the prayers, love and support. It means the world to us.

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