Please allow me to only give you a very minor post today.
We had that hurricane on Monday. Our power went out about 9:15 Monday night and didn't come up until Wednesday at about the same time. We invited friends to stay with us because they were still without power and they got here on Thursday around 3.
Then, last night, as we were finishing dinner, the power went out again. The water turned brown while we were washing up the children.
The power came up today at around 5pm, nearly 22 hours after it went out. The water is clear again.
We were all packing up to go to different houses with power. Just as the last bags were being packed it came on.
I cried. Partially tears of joy, partially tears of frustration.
We blasted the heat, got a load of laundry done and re-inflated the air mattresses. It's warm enough and we've all eaten so we can stay here again tonight, even if we lose power again.
I know (honestly, I do) that many still are much worse off than we are. We are all tired and frustrated and nervous. But we're alive and our homes are OK (well, my friends' house is still dark and cold, but it's OK).
It's not even 7pm but it feels like it's midnight. I'm headed to bed soon, I'm sure.
I owe so many of you comments on your blogs, replies on mine and I need to read so much of what you've written. I'm not ignoring you, just dealing with our own drama.
Thank you all for all of the kind words lately. Truly.
Hopefully I can post again tomorrow.