A Rough Year and a Half

If you know me, then you know that the past year and a half has been a rough one. It all started in August 2017 when Hurricane Harvey rolled through the Great State of Texas. Below is a video of me leaving my neighborhood on August 28, 2017.

Over the next few days the water would rise in my house to between 3 and 4 feet. Here is a photo of what it looked like after about a foot and a half of water had receded.

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What you don’t see is that the house next to mine on the right was my parents’ house that I grew up in. Next to that house was the house my sister bought only a year and a half previously. Yep, my family was all in a row. We all got flooded. We all lost a lot of things. Fortunately, we made out a little better than my parents and my sister because we had a two-story home. Nevertheless, we lost a lot. To give you an idea, this photo is just part of the trash pile in the yard.

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The next few months were rough on us. Right after we returned home, my dad got an infection from some of the flood water left in my parents’ house. He went into the hospital in September and spent over 7 weeks in the ICU. Right before Thanksgiving 2017 he was transferred into rehab and was able to have Thanksgiving dinner with us. On Nov. 27 he went back into the hospital and passed away on Dec. 1.

You could say that the second half of 2017 was rough. Was 2018 any better? You’ll have to wait and see.