Thank you for all your emails, prayers, and concern.
I have put off the inevitable. We've packed and prepped and picked-up the yard, kenneled up the animals, and stuffed the ice cooler. The only thing left is to shut down this here compu-tear.
The children and I are headed northward in the next couple of hours. My husband is staying to await his order into work. My older two children are still at work but will follow us when they get off this afternoon.
We're under voluntary evacuation today, mandatory by tomorrow.
We're also in a Catch-22.
But now is the time we must decide whether to stay or leave. I don't want to run into the contraflow tomorrow so we're heading out.
For Hurricane Rita in 2005 we were not able to come home until 3 weeks later and where without electricity for 4 weeks. I don't remember how long it was before we got our phone line and Internet up and running.
Why do we stay here? Why do we continue to live in this area? Well, besides the fact my husband's job and all our family live here too, my banner artwork tells the rest of the story.
I've been wanting to write about it but haven't found the time. It's entitled "The Arrival of the Acadians in Louisiana" and was painted by Robert Dafford. The young boy marked #37 was my distant ancestor on my father's side Joseph Sonnier. He came to Louisiana after the Acadian Exile from what is now Nova Scotia.
(Go here to view the whole mural of the Acadians arriving in America.)
My ancestors were refugees back then and we are refugees today.
There seems to be a humbling realization in following in the footsteps of the our forefathers. We are kept ever aware that we are from strong stock and even stronger family ties. We are kept ever aware that we are not in control of life events. We are kept ever aware that there is Someone greater than us watching over us. We are kept ever aware that we really are just travelers in this life. And we're on an adventure.
Godspeed and God bless us all.