If you have been watching the news in Canada at all, you might have heard a thing or two about what is being referred to as a High Water Event in my area. I was under emergency evacuation notice last week. The Prime Minister even stopped by for a photo op. My neighbours on the other side of the river were forced out of their homes and don't know when they will be allowed back. The evacuation order for my side of the river was revoked last week so my family was allowed to stay home. This was not easy though, given widespread road closures to allow access for workers to a large dike system running through our city to keep the floodwaters at bay. I packed up my basemet, then I packed up the kids and escaped to my mom's new house an hour out of town to get some space.
I got home today to find my suburb eerily quiet. A lot of my neighbours have left. The big shopping complex down the street was evacuated, as was Emmett's school. Thankfully, my house is still high and dry.
I am a bundle of nerves. I am not sleeping or eating. I am just waitng. Waiting. Waiting for the water to go down. Waiting for the roads to open. Waiting to find out if my friends will lose their home