The Weekend the Rain Kept Coming

And yet I sit here very thankful that my family is alive, together, and we are still safe, all the while knowing that we were lucky that the eye of Harvey landed significantly south of us and knowing that by dumb luck, we bought the house that we did. (The first house we put an offer on before we moved down here has been flooded twice now.) I know that next time we might not be so lucky, and yet I’m not ready to run away. Why? Because I have seen the best in humanity over the last five days as well. Neighbor helping neighbor, stranger helping stranger, people just doing what needs to be done.