On August 30th at 11:21am, my two month old son Creed, my mom and myself were rescued from the rising waters of Hurricane Harvey after a 10hr wait via boat.
This by far was the scariest thing I’ve encountered. We knew it was coming. We expected “high winds and lots of rain” per the weather report but no one expected this!
We awaited 10hrs with water that rose to our knees within our home before rescue arrived. The images of looking out the window and seeing water reaching the windows and covering our above the ground pool, will never escape my memory.
Having to remain calm so my baby wouldn’t feel my anxiety was a challenge but I’m grateful to God that I overcame. We went from church (which also flooded), to shelter (which also flooded), to a friends home, to finally arriving at my brothers home once he was able to drive 1hr 30mins but of course that took more than 3hrs to come get us after taking back roads, and driving through water a couple days after.
We lost EVERYTHING. From my grandmothers home, which was also the home I grew up in, our vehicle, and material possessions inside the home are all gone BUT thank God we are alive!
Check out the lovely wrap given by a stranger turned friend from Facebook. She heard I lost my wrap in the storm so she so graciously gave me hers.
I am so grateful for the outpour of support from friends near and far that have reached out and collected items for my baby and me via social media. We are still awaiting assistance from FEMA which I know is a lengthy process due to the thousands like me that are displaced.
I ask that you all join in prayer with me as we persevere through this catastrophic event. I refuse to give up. I know this too shall pass and will still be used for the good.