Had dinner with lunarcamel, a tasty curry from a 1950s Betty Crocker book. Wacky housewives. I almost drove off the road on the way over there, tearing up listening to a woman recount having to choose who to send first to be rescued as there was not enough room in the vehicle. It was like Sophie's Choice minus the Nazis.
I can't imagine everything being gone. Just...gone. I remember trying to decide what to attempt to salvage when Frances was heading for my parents. It wasn't even that important in the grand scheme of things, but I thought of losing those things and was mortified. And so, to think that it could have been the entire house and not just the patio, after seeing this makes me realize how lucky we all had been. Sure, 2 weeks no power, but they had a roof and water. My heart goes out to everyone out there who is stuck there and who can't get to their home for another month.
On a lighter note, I achieved a goal today. I have posted EVERY DAY this month. It only took me 3 years, but I finally did it.