Another deceptively pretty day (so far), but the clouds are starting to build and it’s getting windy.
Raina and the girls came back home, thinking that our house with supplies is better than a sofa in someone else’s house a mere 20 or so miles away. The other family that was travelling with Raina came back home too, and we will ride this thing out together. Even if the women and children wanted to try to leave today, the road and gas situation makes that impossible.
The nursing home where the bus that burned up originated is about a mile and a half from our house. My kids sing Christmas carols there every December. When I was walking back home after taking Raina’s car to higher ground I heard one of my neighbors telling her neighbor that someone they both knew was on the “survivor list.” As soon as the hurricane passes, the entire town of Bellaire will mourn for the people on that bus.
The news indicates that the hurricane appears to be headed for landfall east of here, which is much better for us (though obviously not for the folks over there) than here or west of here. All of that could change, but we hope now to be spared from the worst of this storm. My constant prayer is all of the evacuations and preparation will greatly reduce the damage about to be caused by this storm.
Tomorrow this time, we’ll know one way or the other.
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