The last few days have been akin to falling into the dark end of the rabbit hole. We have been living in a surreal nightmare that kept us in fear while caging us with wind and water.
This is not a river. This is a street.
As I have lived in Texas my entire life, heavy storms are not unfamiliar territory. However, from Friday through Tuesday, we received more than one hundred forty tornado warnings as well as dozens upon dozens of flash flood alerts. Those are actual numbers of alerts, not exaggerations. Spending hours worrying if you are going to lose your home is exhausting. Spending those same hours worrying if your family is safe is exponentially worse.
I was so afraid for my children’s safety that we set up little mattresses in my husband’s closet, and that’s where they slept for the past few days. They…
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