So late last night when getting home after a family reggae concert we found out a tsunami was on its way and was to hit around 11am this morning. We are located at the mouth of the river right on the ocean. The sound of the ocean is a constant sound we hear all day and night. The last tsunami that hit the island took out this entire river valley fifty years ago. So what do a couple of 40-something year old women do when faced with eminent evacuation and a house full of sleeping children? Wine and brownie bites from Costco of course! Yup, from the person who made it through Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas with no refined sugar this year. A big pack of brownie bites were in the house for a kids' potluck thing and we decided they definitely needed to be broken into and eaten in pairs. Finally at 2:30 we decided to try to sleep a bit, only to be woken up a few hours later by sirens and mandatory evacuation. So the one suitcase we each had turned into 2 outfits, a bathing suit, cameras and computer, no suitcases. That's what we left with today fully expecting this whole house to be washed away and needing to find housing.
The local radio stations were announcing an all island prayer happening at the same time and apparently it worked! It was quite comical to see the scientists on TV saying, "We're really scratching our head on this one, wondering where it went...' It just seemed to disappear.
So now we're back in the same little house all safe and sound with tons of clothes and stuff here that now we get to keep. It's so funny how the car full of stuff seemed like not much when we were leaving and now after keeping 2 outfits each, having a whole suitcase full of clothes feels like a ton. Perspective is everything.