This is just a little something, written by a friend of mine, Katie Kidney
Last Wednesday, Texans woke up to a little bitty tropical storm knocking on their coastline. We all shook our heads at it and went along our way.
Then, we were forced to evacuate our little lakeside lot. We were upset, confused, and frustrated. We really didn't have the means to evacuate, but evacuate we did.. Across town. We weren't sure we were far enough from harm's way, but we knew this storm would be a Category 1 at best.
You all know now that we were terribly wrong but by the time Texans knew this, it was already too late for many of us to evacuate. We knew if we evacuated we probably wouldn't make it back. So we stayed.
For six days, we went without electricity - and for three of those days, we were cut off completely from the outside world - except for those friends who kept me updated via text. I owe Delta Book, Andi Leigh Bradford, and Walter Thompson so many thanks for keeping me updated..
But nothing prepared me for the images and the footage of my home. The destruction goes on for miles and miles along our coast and my stomping grounds are either filled with flood waters, about to be, or flattened to the ground.
All of my friends got out alive. Some have nothing to return to. If you can donate to Texas, please do, but even if you don't, remember, Texas HAS seen worse, and Texas WILL rebuild.
And if you say something about how Texans deserve this, well, honey, we will just bless your heart and continue helping one another (I bet you expected violence from me, huh? 😂)
Two things to remember about us down here: We are #TexasStrong but we are also #TexasKind.
Hurricane Harvey can kiss all of our asses.
