Wow. It’s been a couple of days. Last week, we were preparing to host my in-laws from Houston, who were coming into town for the wedding of a family friend. Thursday evening, my brother-in-law called to let us know they wouldn’t be coming because his job was requiring him to stay because of the upcoming weather. My husband’s parents, however, did make the trip. They are still here but are headed back to Houston tomorrow to assess the damage.
My brother-in-law and sister-in-law had to make the difficult decision to evacuate with their baby late Sunday night. Their neighbors had to evacuate in chest-deep water with their baby. I don’t want to get into this more because it’s not my story, but I’ve had a lot of difficultly sleeping for the last few days. Sunday night was rough.
I suppose I could talk about kindness. I have many friends from college in Houston, and I reached out to one of them (that I didn’t know all that well) when I heard my family needed to evacuate. Not only did he immediately offer up his cell phone, his wife’s cell phone, and his home to them (if they could get there and gave me multiple routes to consider), but he provided phone numbers for rescue services that weren’t yet overwhelmed. My staff member immediately texted her parents in Houston for resources they had. Seeing people pull together made my heart grow three sizes (because I’m a grinch).
One of my staff members wants to plan an volunteer day for our team, so maybe I’ll have more to share later, but right now I’m just in shock that it got so bad so quickly. I’m hoping that my in-laws return home to minimal damage, but I know that’s unlikely.