The Aftermath

What the fire destroyed—and what it couldn’t take

Even in the ashes, light breaks through. The fire destroyed much—but not everything.

How do you recover when a single event upsets your entire world?

I don’t like returning to this place. But in my case, the fire took only a few hours to erase twenty-five years of memories.

Now, I’m handling the aftermath.

So many details. So much to manage. When I need to breathe and find stability, I read God’s Word. This is a temporary challenge. Viewing the bigger picture helps me focus on what must be done.

My insurance company has been excellent. Claims filed. Initial payment received.

Next step: finding a trustworthy contractor to clean, tear down, and rebuild my house.

Adding to that, I have a three-hour distance and the responsibility of caring for my dad. Fortunately, my sister helps coordinate on that front. She has her own responsibilities too.

My biggest challenge right now?

Remembering twenty-five years of possessions so the adjuster can prepare an accurate estimate. The adjuster did what she could, but most items were just melted, burned debris. The second floor wasn’t safe to enter.

So yes, the inventory can wait—although it still occupies my mind constantly. The contractors can’t wait. That work needs to begin.

I’m sure you’ve experienced times when you had to start over.

What helped you get through it?

If you’ve rebuilt after a fire or significant loss, how did you manage the inventory and contractors?

I’d appreciate any practical tips that worked for you—checklists, red flags, or simple insights you wish you’d known sooner.