Well - we lost power around 3 this morning while the storm was getting started... and can I just tell you that the sounds of a hurricane are some of the most frightening I've ever heard! From the sounds of the wind whistling and howling... to the sights of transformers blowing out every few minutes - it truly is nothing to take lightly.
John and I didn't sleep much more and nodding off for a couple of minutes in between the wind and water hitting the windows, and/or a flash of light that scared the mud out of us. Literally - in the dark of night while you're scared to death that your windows are going to blow out - and an orange light flashes... it will literally make you think that your house is on fire. Scary scary stuff!!
I've gone through the day vacillating between two extremes in my emotions... I've been weepy for what we've been through, and at the same time grateful for the community spirit that I've already seen around town. I guess it's normal to experience highs and lows after going through something semi-traumatic.
We took off this afternoon to my sisters in Brenham, to pick up their generator in order to get our fridge working and a few basic necessities... only to arrive back home to find our house fully powered up and cold!
It's a great problem to have all things considered - but surreal anyway.
On our way to Brenham, we saw caravans of state police and ambulances headed toward Houston... and it just made me weepy to watch that - we live in such a great state and country - to see people roll up their sleeves and jump right in to do whatever they can to help.
God Bless America... and Houston!
Part of me thinks of this as an opportunity for us to come together as a community again - just as we all get so wrapped up in our own lives. Just this evening, we had a guy just walk over to help John unload the generator from the truck... we've never met any of our neighbors... so I just thought that was great.
So glad you are both okay, Kim! Must have been terrifying! Try to relax and enjoy the rest of your weekend!ReplyDelete
I've been through countless hurricanes too and that community spirit is a wonderful thing to witness. You get out there and talk to neighbors you never speak to just see if they need anything. You run extension cords from one house to the next to share electricity. It's a wonderful thing! Glad you guys didn't suffer. :)