Today, I woke up and finally cracked seeing all these people I know and care about being left in such dire circumstances. As painful as it is to watch it is even harder for them to go through. Last week I was thinking about starting work and getting Nash his new glasses. This week I cannot stop reading the news, checking friends Facebook pages and messaging everyone I know. I am desperate to get back into the city but at the same time, I’m worried about what I will see. People keep posting on social media about this being a 1000 year flood, Houston you didn’t stand a chance!
On Thursday evening after doing some hurricane prep my husband text me suggesting we leave town. I didn’t want to go, I was really against the idea. I thought the hurricane was hyped up and the last time we had a big storm come it completely missed us and went up along the coast to Florida. I think I had become complacent, I also didn’t want to leave my house it is the place I feel safest. It had never flooded, my neighborhood “didn’t flood” we would be fine if we stayed. Turns out that would not have been the case. I don’t give enough credit to my husband his decision was spot on. Aaron if you are reading this we are forever grateful for your quick thinking. We peeled out of Houston at 6 am after running around like crazy throwing things in the car and made it up to family in Sherman before the hurricane really hit.
To all of my friends, I am glad you are safe but I am sorry for your losses. My family is here to help yours in any way we can. Houston has truly become my home away from home and the people my family away from family. My love goes out to all of you.
Featured image – neighbor in his canoe (photo credit goes to one of my amazing neighbors)