she is falling apart

So fickle they are......these storms.

We watch them in awe as they dance around somewhere in the waters far below us.

We call them by their names....a very intimate thing to do.

We decide what we would take with us if we have to evacuate if "she" decides to strike.

We get up every morning and head to the computer to see what "she" has done overnight.

We try to imagine the devastation "she" may leave if "she" chooses us.

We look at models and tracks, we fill our cars up with gas, we buy water and plan how we will cook our food if "she" passes through.

And then "she" falls apart, "she" is sheared like a lamb, "she" is downgraded to nothing.

We won't admit it but we are disappointed......we have lost a close friend.

Maybe we will feel a few of her tears and her last lingering breaths as she passes by........

Farewell dear Hanna

Amanda and family are looking at an ETA of 12:30 am this evening. Sadly, I probably won't be able to stay up to greet them. Things will start popping around here in the morning......I have to be ready.

I finished Revelation today....

He who testifies to these things says, "Surely I am coming soon." Amen. Come, Lord Jesus!

Awed by it all, Cathy