One year later, we’re just now finding a new normal one year after Hurricane Harvey. You can find the original posts HERE. Part 7: Finding a new normal I’ve weathered a number of serious storms. Hurricane Belle in New Jersey in 1976 was the first real storm I remember. That was back during elementary school days. Alicia hit Houston in 1983 while I was in high school. I remember treks for dry ice and cooking … Continue reading →
Eleven out of eleven cats agree, hurricanes–especially Hurricane Harvey–are not kitty cat weather. In case you missed an earlier part, click HERE The short drive to my sister’s house was surreal. In the nineteen years we’ve been in the house we’ve driven it hundreds of times, but never like this before. As we drove out, we passed emergency vehicles, more boats on trailers and large trucks. License plates from Louisiana, Arkansas, as far as Tennessee—engines … Continue reading →
There’s a saying in the gulf coast: Hide from the wind, run from the water. Hurricane Harvey took that to a totally new place. In case you missed earlier segments: Rising Waters, part 1 Risings Waters Part 2 Rising Waters Part 3 Rising Waters Part 4 Just before bed, I checked the water levels—touching the edge of our driveway now. The fifth house on the street—now empty—is poised with water at the front step. … Continue reading →
You never realize how wonderful dry shoes are until Hurricane Harvey leaves you stuck wearing wet ones. In case you missed earlier installments: Rising Waters part 1 Risings Waters Part 2 Rising Waters Part 3 Somehow, I had hoped that dry shoes and clothes would change things more than they did. I was already tired of being wet, and according to the latest weather forecasts, Hurricane Harvey was promising that wet was the way things … Continue reading →
Sometimes you wake up and really do find everything has changed. In case you missed part 1 or 2: Rising Waters, part 1 Risings Waters Part 2 Writers are told to avoid clichés. Clichés like: When she awoke that morning everything had changed and nothing would ever be the same again. In general, that’s good advice. Except when that’s exactly what happens. Monday morning was a little different. The rain had let up just a … Continue reading →