30 Days of Gratitude: Day 23
Day 23 - Breathing a Heavy Sigh of Relief for sakkijarvi and Family
As we were watching the coverage of Hurricane Ike bearing down on the Texas border with the Gulf of Mexico Friday night Bonn turned to me and asked "[sakkijarvi and wife] don't live down there, do they?"
"No," I dismissed casually. "They live up in the northern part of the state."
Saturday morning, as Ike was steadily making a destructive path into the state I started getting the nagging thought that maybe that wasn't so right after all. The newscasters kept saying "Houston... Houston... Houston" and it seemed to me that I'd read sakkijarvi write Houston in one of his letters to me.
Finally I'd had enough and went to The Google to look it up.
Take a plumb bob and hang it straight down from Houston on the map and a ways up from the coastline is where sakkijarvi and his family live. sakkijarvi's elderly parent's recently moved down there as well, making the situation even worse.
I left voicemail and sent email, smacking myself upside the head with guilt with every word and keystroke. Not that there was much I could have done, but still...
sakkijarvi called me at work this morning. All's well with all of them. He and his father evacuated to one locale, his wife and their daughter to another place and his mother was moved out with other nursing home residents to a third location. They've received word that their house is in good shape. Gas has been restored, but not electricity. Thanks to the odd, jerky path Ike took, their region was spared the worst of things. sakkijarvi hopes to be able to move back in on Wednesday.
I called Bonn right away to give her the good news.
In true sakkijarvi fashion, he told me he was looking forward to getting back home as well as looking forward to reading the rest of my 30 Days of Gratitude series. "You stopped at Day 22, so you have eight more to go," he happily reminded me.
Make that seven, now.