Currently I am typing far from home in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Abby and I are staying with some of Abby’s best friends Jack and Heather and their precious children Lavender and Moss. I sit here wondering, “How did I end up here? Less than a week ago I was going about my weekly routine and now I’m waiting it out here in Tulsa not sure when I’ll be back home.”
It’s been a HARD, complicated week for me, for Abby, and for most Houstonians. A couple days after arriving here in Tulsa (where Abby used to live), Abby and I were sitting at Jack and Heather’s kitchen table having a slight freak out moment about money, jobs, electricity, gas, food, and general sanity. Heather came downstairs, somehow knowing what we were feeling in that moment. She put a hand on each of our shoulders and said, “It’s going to be okay. You are safe and welcome here, and you don’t need to worry about all those things. I would hate for you look back on this evacuation period and remember how worried you were about things. Imagine being able to look back on this week as a time when you connected with people, inhaled life, and captured beauty around you.”
I think that’s what I’m doing right now. I’m so glad to be here and trusting God that things are working out the way they need to.
Much Love,
Dan
