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No sympathy here...I'm directly in the path...in Brooksville. I'd much rather have my family in Miami. I can't sleep...I live in a mobile home and I keep wandering around and looking at my kids. I keep wondering if this will be our last night in our home, and hoping and praying that I am just being silly for being so scared.
I have to decide whether to take my family to my mother's house, which, while it is at least a block home, is almost 30 years old and not up to today's building specs, or traveling towards Melbourne with my brother and his family in hopes of avoiding the worst parts of the storm. My mom says we will be fine at her house, and my brother says he's not putting his kids in danger by staying, and I have no clue what I should do.
And everytime i try to calm down and think rationally, I think about my mom telling me when she was a teenager she went to a psychic who told her she would have two children, but raise three, and she would die in her late fifties in a disaster with thousands of other people. Well, she had my brother and I, and raised her brother when their father died, so you can imagine how freaked out I am. She's 57 now.
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