Waiting

It is so strange to sit here and wait for a natural disaster to strike.

It’s a little bit like waiting for my scheduled c-section, except I knew I was getting something wonderful then. Now, I have to wonder about our safety, our home & belongings, my friends, whether we’ll have electricity and such.

I’m hoping I’ve overreacted and it’ll just be a little rainstorm by the time it reaches us. Hoping.

I just saw the first pictures from the coast. There was a car floating away. A Volvo, I think.

I’m as prepared as I can be. So I wait.