NOTE: For security reasons I’m not publishing this until we are home and back to normal; so many people post evacuation details publicly and come home to discover that their homes have been looted.
I have to admit; experiencing a hurricane was not exactly on my early-fall to-do list. Hurricane Florence made landfall near us and then hovered over us for most of a day before ambling off southwest by a few hundred yards (or so it seemed) for most of another day.
Our original plan was to stay, but the more alarming the weather reports got, the more concerned we got. If it was “just us” we might’ve risked it, but our house was full of precious cargo.
An offer from a friend led us to pack as much as we could into our cars and take ourselves plus our son, his wife, and 2 kids (plus one “in the oven”), my mom, three dogs, three cats, two turtles, and a partridge in a pear tree to Oxford, NC. At the time of this writing, it’s barely rained here. The storm has gone just south of us and the eye is still somewhere around Myrtle Beach while the outer bands are lashing Greensboro and High Point now.
There have been four incredibly difficult parts to all of this –
#1 -Do we stay or do we go? Do we stay or do we go? Do we stay or do we go? Do we stay or do we go? Do we stay or do we go? Do we stay or do we go? Do we stay or do we go? We agonized over this, because both options were filled with dangers and the unknown. There just seemed to be no “right” decision until our friend offered for us to come and stay. We knew that was God.
#2 – Not knowing. There’s a level of security in knowing what’s happened (even if it’s devastating); then your mind can start planning a response. Sitting here in Oxford with everything we own in Wilmington and potentially weeks or even months of recovery ahead of us … or not… and not just one home, but THREE. Maybe we’ll go home to discover that all of us have completely unscathed homes. So far we’ve been unable to reach anyone who could give an honest assessment of damage.
#3 – Ken and I are supposed to leave for doTERRA’s annual Convention on Tuesday (with about 30,000 of our best friends) – it’s the company’s tenth anniversary and it’s one of the most major events for our business out of the whole year – and we may not be able to go – but really, we just don’t know, because, well … #2.
#4 – Not knowing what to bring. When we packed it was with the understanding that our house could be destroyed. In addition to several large trees, flooding is expected and as I write this, we’re under the gun for tornadoes off the north edge of that storm. Ken and I have a lifetime of memories in that house, plus records from four businesses, necessary supplies to DO business, collectibles, and so much more. In the end we did a snatch-n-grab of what we could, but I think we chose well.
- Essential Oils
- Food in coolers and bags (we won’t need to buy much; a church graciously donated space for us to storage – and thus far I’ve maintained strict K-AIP while here)
- Paper plates and such
- Pet food
- My Under Armour running shoes (not an affiliate link – I just love these shoes!)
- Yoga/exercise mat
- Punching pad
- A few small toys and books for the kids
- Computer equipment and tripod (but I somehow never grabbed my Canon off its shelf in the office, nor the ring light, nor (I think) any of the microphones)
- Chargers for all devices
- Business tools – essential oils, santa suits, bail bonds powers
- The same clothing, diffuser, and toiletries we’d be taking on our trip to Convention
- Financial records
- Business records
- One sentimental item for each of us (for Ken it was his daddy’s shoepolish box and for me, the blanket Grandma crocheted for me).
- At least one bag full of odds and ends (who knows what I grabbed!)
- an instant pot (YES I did)
Thus far it seems we chose well. We’ve not wanted for anything at all; one trip to the store got us some more fruit and a few food items that the children needed. I am so grateful to God for our friends Karen and Ricky, and for wise decisions.