Our son is awaiting the lifting of the evacuation order, and the air is still good. Here the worry and the wind made me restless, and I got up early to text our son, then went out back to pick up fallen branches. For some reason my husband came down, walked out the back door of the kitchen, and the wind slammed the door shut. I had poached eggs on the stove, and we searched in our pjs and robes for the hidden key, which was so well hidden we never found it. My husband was about ready to break a window when he discovered the window over the dryer in the laundry room was unlocked (oh, dear, another story) and he got a ladder and hefted himself up and over into the house. Suffice to say, we are pretty rattled by the fires, the wind, the deja vu feelings churned up in us. We know we are probably in for some bad air when the smoke gets here, but have filters and masks. We just want rain!
I had made a list of what to take when we had to evacuate, and as I told my childhood friend last night, it seemed hopeless. Last time we evacuated our car was filled with pet cages, and our younger son's buddy thought of getting our photo albums and packed them and other sensible stuff in his car. We had lent our second car to our next door neighbors' elderly parents. And as I put wet towels under all the doors, I thought "take it all" I just want everyone to be alive. You get down to the basics pretty fast with these crises.
So thankful you are all safe, and yes, in the end what is most important? That you are alive....those words are echoed over and over by the fire victims who have lost everything. It is the most important fact and everything else is extra.
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