Early this morning I awoke to fire trucks which sounded too close for comfort. As I mentally tried to will my body out of my bed to check out my street I heard vigorously knocking on my door and the doorbell ringing. So frightening. I alerted my husband. He, not being awake and clear, told me to call 911 of which I responded, it is 911!
In reality, it was our neighbors across the street of our little cul-de-sac. Moments before they were urgently instructed by firefighters to evacuate their home as right next to them the house was engulfed in flames.
In the early, early hours of this morning we all watched our friend’s home in a losing battle to a vicious fire. It is very windy here and every little blazing ember that found its way over to my property was stared down. The damage was contained to just the one home. And just like that, our friends have no more home.
Today, I was planning on stressing a little over my hosting responsibilities for Thanksgiving. Instead, I plan on keeping my friends in the forefront of all my thoughts. I’m going to think of them and send warm thoughts when I find myself stressing over something trivial. I’m going to focus on all of the phone calls and texts and emails we have received this morning inquiring about our safety.
(Apologies for the poor writing. I’m so tired and so distressed.)