After sitting through the several earthquakes that rattled my apartment complex in the OC, I couldn’t help but think about what it would feel like if I had lost everything in a major disaster and had to start all over again. Older memories not yet scanned on computers and mounted in picture frames, antiques past down through long lines of blood, family pets and loved ones could easily be gone in an instant and never be replaced. Your life could be altered in a second by the powerful forces of the world, and there is nothing you can do about it except try and prepare for it as best you can.
To lose everything was unimaginable to me. I felt a fleeting moment of loss when my computer, with all of my recent work on the novel I was attempting to write, and the lengthy research papers I was putting together, refused to work. I backed up most of my work online, but the feeling you get when you lose even portions of very important work is extremely frustrating.
I would hate to really feel how it is to lose all of the things in your life that is so important to you. It’s devastating, and I don’t think I would ever get over the fact that everything is gone for good.
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