One wild and crazy night...

or one night with Ike. Whatever you want to call it , it's a night I don't care to repeat. We were some of the few who decided to "hunker down and stay put" fortunately we survived and are very thankful to my lord for sparing us from major damage, but no matter how much you prepare you always have a creeping realization that maybe this wasn't such a good idea?
That realization became abundantly clear at about 2:00 when the wind began to roar and the rain pounded on our home, Ike made his presence known. While my husband and son slept soundly, I tossed and turned, finally falling into a restless asleep in the wee hours of the morning....then our cell phones started ringing.
My parents and sisters and their families,who live in Freeport and were some of the first evacuees, decided to stop and stay for the night as they checked to see if it was ok to go home, giving my elderly parents some much needed rest and a bit of comfort food which always includes tortillas!!!
We all had tales to tell as we sat down for our meal, with much laughter and noise...all was right with the world once again...Please keep those not as fortunate as us in our prayers.
blessings,Flora