That’s what we say to the start of hurricane season today.  It gives me a pit in my stomach that doesn’t go away until winter.  I hate it.  It makes me worry, and think about all the "what ifs" I don’t want to think about.  What if another storm comes, what if our home is destroyed again, what would we do?  Could our family do this again?  Probably not, we’d probably walk away, for our own sanity, for our children, for our marriage.  Katrina was such a challenge for us…and we’re so ready to be done with it…but today is the beginning of another season of worry. No sessions this weekend.  Weird.  I keep having this nagging feeling like I’m […]