Last Sunday, my high school gal pal, Barbie, her mother and grandmother, and 4 dogs arrived at my humble abode seeking shelter from big bad Ike. Since my parents and other family members impacted by the storm were already tucked away safely at Dilbert’s, I was happy to be able to provide Barbie and company a place to stay.
It is now almost a week later. They are still without power in Pinewood, but rumor has it sometime in the next day or two it should be back on. I know they are anxious to get home. I am mostly enjoying them being here, but I have to admit, as someone who lives by herself, it has been taxing on my sanity. I’m a creature of habit and my normal routines have gone out the window. Nothing compared to what they are going through though, so I am grateful to be in a position to help out in some way.
Her mom and 3 aunts all had beach houses at Crystal Beach. yes, I said HAD. All 4 of them are now GONE. Completely disintegrated and washed away to parts yet unknown. All that remains, from what we’ve been able to see in videos and online photos, is the concrete slabs.
It’s so sad to see the massive destruction there and in Galveston. Growing up, I (mis)spent a lot of my fun-filled youth cruising the beach and window shopping on the Strand.
Anyway, just had a few quick minutes to myself and wanted to blog a bit while I was thinking of it.