It's hurricane season again in North Carolina.
Which for the most part, doesn't interfere with my day-to-day life, but my in-laws live at the beach.
Which means all of these have been taken off the wall and packed up in case of impact.
It is a beautiful arrangement, and I love how it fills in the room, but maybe we should consider another decorating option for that wall Mama?
Praying for those on the coast and their families. Praying for the storm to blow out to sea.
When I was a senior in college, Hurricane Fran came all of the way inland and crushed Chapel Hill. That same night my boyfriend of three years broke up with me, we lost all power in our dorm and all of the food in our cafeteria spoiled. I was an RA, so we weren't allowed to leave the property and go home. I lived on the 7th floor of our dorm and we had to patrol our floors each hour on the hour at night for three days because the fire alarms weren't working properly and residents were lighting candles for light.
We took water in trash cans from the pool to fill up our toilets so they would flush and some people even went swimming in the dirty pool with soap to get clean.
I hate hurricanes.
But I do remember being outside that night when the eye came through. It was around 2:00 am and we were chasing around picking up trash and recycling bins that were being blown everywhere.
Car windows were shattering from the pressure in the air and trees were falling on two and three cars at a time.
All of a sudden it was so quiet and peaceful. In a very strange sort of way.
But then like that, it was over and the storm raged again.