Mostly Good

My sister called my mother today to report in after the storm. They are fine and think their place missed being torn apart or flooded. They can’t go to the house yet, but their sources tell them that it doesn’t look like the storm surge came over the dunes at their location. They are a little stir-crazy from being cooped up for so long but are fine. My uncle and family down in Miami missed too much of a bad thing and are glad to finally be able to take the shutters off the house.

My grandmother may have to have surgery and has already told the doctor he has to figure out a way to remove only part of her colon because she’s not going to end her life with a bag. I said “Way to go, Grammie”.

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