I have been thanking God all day today for sparing my family. They came so close to losing their lives. Nothing else matters.
Don went to his doctor's appointment today and did another stress test. I didn't talk to him, but I did talk to his wife, Gail. She was sitting in a doctor's office waiting for paperwork to be signed so that she could admit her mother into a nursing home. Gail said Don was on his way home from Lafayette, and while she didn't ask him much about the appointment, the fact that he was heading home instead of being admitted to the hospital meant that he had passed the test. She said he had another appointment for a week from today.
Their home and everything in it is lost. They will spend tomorrow going through the ashes and debris to see if anything can be salvaged before the bulldozers clear it, but they're not holding out much hope. She mentioned today the loss of her grandmother's quilts, and the paintings and sketches of her mother. And they're both sick over the loss of family pictures.
Don asked me last night to wait a few weeks before I come down, and I agreed to do that, but I will go immediately if there's any medical emergency with him. They have checked into a hotel and want to stay there for two or three weeks. Gail said they decided this morning that it's too soon to think about rental property. They need a couple of weeks to see how quickly they'll be able to rebuild, and they might replace their motor home first and stay in it during the construction. She said she just didn't want to think about buying furniture right now. She said the first thing she did this morning was go to a local WalMart and bought personal hygiene items and underwear, jeans and shirts, and a pair of tennis shoes for both of them. She kind of chuckled at what cute shirts they had at WalMart and how little she spent!
I want to thank everyone for their thoughts and prayers today for my family. It was such a freaky thing - but they're safe and that's all that's important.