The other side

Well the impending hurricane Isaac threatens the peace of many...I remember when Hurricane Betsy hit New Orleans in 1965. We were preparing to evacuate and stayed in my parents room, me, my brothers and my parents were all there, bags packed and ready to go. We were all asleep, except me. I couldn't sleep...I had the worst feeling that an eye was looking through the window, as the winds blew and the rain fell and thunder and lightening hit...and we made it through...I am sellling a house and have at times felt like I see that eye, but it will sell...and that happens when I write....I feel as though I have something within me, but there is that eye...and I hear my Father through my father that is long gone say, "It's OK/" and I come out on the other side...better than when I went in. He can lead you, if this your talent...or whatever is your talent....