Today is Houston’s 181st birthday, and I woke up to a sight I haven’t seen in several days in terms of a sunrise and no angry rain swollen cloudy skies.
Harvey is now rolling through Louisiana dropping rain as the waters recede here and we can try to get life back to H-town normal.
While I woke up this morning with a roof over my head in my bed, I’m deeply cognizant of the fact that I was indeed blessed and fortunate to be in the sections of Houston that didn’t flood this time.
There are other Houstonians who woke up this morning in the George R Brown Convention Center, the Toyota Center, NRG Arena and other shelters scatted across the 650 square miles of Texas territory we call home. I have friends that range from escaped any serious damage to their homes and apartment domiciles to losing everything they owned in rising floodwaters.
And so far 16 people have lost their lives including HPD Sgt. Steve Perez
So yes, this morning as the sun peeked through my windows for the first time in nearly a week, I’m pondering all that as the waters recede from this historical level flooding from Tropical Storm Harvey how lucky I was, and thinking about all the folks who weren’t.