Yes, we live in* Houston. No, we are not under water. Yet.
The streets here did flood and we were unable to leave the house for 4 days.
Since I’m generally a vibrating ball of nerves anyway, I spent most of that time moving random stuff upstairs and back down again + packing and unpacking go-bags. And obsessively watching the news, of course. And listening to the rescue helicopters flying overhead, airlifting people out of our sister subdivision to the nearest overpass, where they could be taken by boat/truck to the nearest shelter.
Many of our neighbors and friends were not so lucky.
And storm season isn’t over. Harvey is still chugging along over Louisiana right now. Plus, there’s a little area in the Gulf right now that is thinking very hard about whether it wants to be a hurricane when it grows up.
If you want to help, please consider donating to the Hurricane Harvey Relief Fund (established by our mayor but managed by the Greater Houston Community Foundation) or the United Way of Greater Houston. Alternatively, if you’re worried about displaced/abandoned pets, BARC (the city’s animal shelter), the Houston Humane Society, or the Galveston Humane Society are all great options.
I can’t tell you how proud I am of my community right now. Despite enduring the worst flood in the city’s history, people are still our there surviving and helping other people survive. We have a very difficult road ahead of us, but we’re going to be OK.
*Technically. But also technically in unincorporated county. On one side of us is a busy 10-lane freeway, and on another side it’s cows, and on another side it’s a Superfund site. It’s complicated.