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Home Insurance Solved

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I live in California, but I’ve never owned a home. In my mid-forties I’m desperate to get out of renting a property I love but cannot alter in ways I would like.

But purchasing a property in California has so many barriers to entry. Cost being the top hurdle, but I’ve recently begun to truly realize what a nightmare home insurance would be. With the LA fire leveling high end homes in the Pacific Palisades, and my desire to live in an wildlife-urban interface in the Sierra foothills, I doubt I’ll be able to get private insurance at all.

The state has jumped in with the FAIR plan but it’s woefully inadequate and uber expensive. No wonder Californian’s are fleeing the state. I have contemplated the same, but the reality is everywhere has limitations. My partner has put the kibosh on relocating anywhere that floods. But fire we understand. We understand how to mitigate risk to our property, and how to navigate local bureaucracy to get wider community prevention measures taken.

However, there’s nothing we can do about private insurance companies making a run for it, leaving us in the lurch. I propose a compulsory insurance scheme nationwide. Every renter, homeowner and building must have basic insurance to cover, at minimum, civil liability (damage to third parties and property) and any building renovation or construction must have insurance. If you add in all the renters, and homeowners who no longer owe on a mortgage who may have dropped the required insurance, perhaps the insurance industry would be salvaged?

Either that, or the federal government creates a nationalized insurance scheme for climate related disasters; which arguably will become more frequent in the coming years. Perhaps electing to pay into the national scheme at tax time, with basic coverage for extreme calamity, coupled with supplemental insurance from private companies, we can stop the bleeding. Both policies would have to complement each other and neither could be cost prohibitive. If people pay for two policies then it would need to be worth it, and easy enough to file claims.

If disasters are expected in various parts of the country, then a collective pool of premiums across the nation might alleviate the exclusion of one region for another, safer risk.

I don’t know if I’ll be able to afford a mortgage and homeowner’s insurance in the future. I’m terrified I’ll get dropped just before a disaster and my investment gone. Much like many in Los Angeles right now…

I’m curious to hear about experiences with insurance companies, the CA FAIR plan and/or victims of disaster.

My heart is with you all.

Silent No More

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I’ve been sitting here churning an ulcer for over 8 years since that garbage man was first elected. I ducked my head in the sand, turned off the news and had to take a long mental health break from the nonstop circus clown car crash just to stay sane. Then basic Biden helped me dive back in only to be more disappointed with the do nothing democrats. My ulcer churns on.

As we get closer to D-Day, I find myself watching a lot of FDR documentaries, docudramas, and whatever I can mine the streamers for in the way of feel goodness in the world where someone, somewhere is doing something to move the needle forward. Sometimes that’s Scottish Farming shows (I see you BBC Landward), or Showtime’s The First Lady (Gillian Anderson deserved the Emmy) and more often than not it’s just Antiques Roadshow.

But regarding the former, I recognize it’s a docudrama; which often puts more emphasis on the drama than reality, but I legit cried when Franklin confronted Nel about her affair with Hick. Franklin was heartbroken, but he still acted like a strong, supportive and hugely decent man. He gave his wife her lover, with permission, and even gave her a position in the administration. Something about this scene broke the dam for me. It felt like witnessing decency and grace and maturity in the most powerful man in the land was a salve I didn’t realize I needed.

For so long we’ve been subjected to being pushed further and further back to a place of rejection, indecency, hell… the dark ages. You forget how good Obama was when you pit his actions against…well almost anyone else’s. I forgot how good it could be. I forgot how safety and inclusion and being seen feels. We’ve been in the dark ages since 2016 really, and my body couldn’t take it anymore.

As a middle-aged hormonal woman I fully admit crying in the kitchen over a Keifer Sutherland FDR scene on Showtime was probably more chemical than emotional, but it wasn’t benign either. I have been so outraged for so long that I had to put a cork in it before I exploded. I just forgot to take the cork out because it still felt unsafe to do so.

Well, no more. Anyone who knows me well know that I have never been quiet about anything. I have always felt that if I had the courage to speak up, to take a risk, I could accomplish something. Even if I don’t do anything of huge consequence, I cannot stay silent anymore. The most important accomplishment I can make, is to thine own self be true.

So, I will use the platform I started a few years ago and begin back here. Together, let’s find a way through it.

Winter Storms, Spring Blossoms

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On December 1st I left my rent-controlled apartment of 12 years. I moved from Oakland to a backwoods geodesic dome home in the Sierra Foothills; Gold Country. The place where men picked up and left their dusty fields for in the 1850’s. It was a time of exploration, westward movement (from all over the world) and of picking up your fortune right out of the ground. The history of this place still lingers, but it’s unclear how it stands for my future.

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