I had been glued to the news for days, watching in horror the flooding hurricane Harvey brought to Houston.
Tuesday was a busy day of errands in the rain. We bought some paper towels and chocolate and called it our hurricane supplies. Our home had no standing water in the yard at 11:28 am...15 hours later water would breach our walls.
When Michael & I arrived home around dinner time from town, we were faced with the probable reality of Brittany's home flooding. Michael joined Travis in trench digging behind their apartment in the downpour, but that effort was soon deemed futile. We began putting their furniture up on buckets and gathering everything off bottom shelves in closets and cabinets.
Children find the adventure in everything...this preperation was exciting to Annabelle, Scarlett, & Madeline (yes she is naked, AGAIN) who had a grand time washing buckets so they would be clean to put in the house under the furniture...seems so silly now.
The view of our front yard and state highway 200 feet away was no less dramatic. In 20 years we have never had standing water in our yard!
Aubrey Hatton met the boat at the railroad tracks with his tractor and trailer to ferry the refugees to his home. Thank goodness for good guys in boats, good guys with tractors and friends that did not flood!
Michael helped Ben rescue another family and then came back home with me. We didn't want to leave our home after reports of guys in a green boat attempting a break in on a road very near to us.
I love good guys in boats like Ben Adams. Tolman's & Emily Ochoa & her crew safely sent to Hatton's who have a dry house & power, via boat & tractor. Michael is staying. Me? I may go later but for now need sleep & a place to have the meltdown I've been trying (& not succeeding) to keep at bay. Thank you to untold family & friends checking in & reaching out. My sister Mitzi literally helped us save as much as we did via text warnings from Utah. We have a foot of nasty water downstairs & poor Brittany has at least 4 in her apartment behind us. God bless the first responders of all kinds & God bless Texas & Louisiana.
As I wandered & sloshed through our water logged home conflicting feelings were beginning to flare...grateful we only got 10 inches of water...guilty that my home didn't flood as much as Brittany's...relieved the children were somewhere safe and dry...unbelievably lonely without them...shocked that my home, my fortress & safe haven had been compromised....frustrated that our recent renovations had been damaged & rendered pointless.
When we would leave the water and head upstairs, feet and legs were cleaned with Clorox wipes...not the best for skin, but I had visions of flesh eating bacteria and so dry skin seemed a reasonable price to pay.
Oh and by the way, we are not in the best of moods...
The water peaked at just over the countertops, and 2 days later had just receded 6 inches.
I waded around the front out our home for the first time. My eye caught the magnolia bench still standing stoically in the water on our front porch which brought another round of tears!
Water has dropped 6-7 inches in our house. Brittany's about 5 inches below kitchen island. According to reports both Nellie's Cottage & Heart of Texas Family Medicine did not flood! Not sure about Flossy's Cottage & the bottom apartment did about a foot. Feeling grateful. On a side note...my pool is open for swimming...anyone?