Thanks so much for your well wishes for my folks. When I met Mum at the airport, I leapt out of the car, and hugged her so tight, and we cried all over each other. My poor Mum, smelled of smoke. Her clothes, her skin, her bag. It still makes me cry. And my poor Dad, is still there. He couldn't get through the roadblock, as powerlines and trees have fallen everywhere. There is stock (cattle & sheep) roaming around. After waiting all day at the roadblock, Dad decided to drive to my brother's place, 2 hours away. He was SO tired. He didn't sleep at all, the night before, his eyes were burning. He got up a few times, as flying embers had sparked another spot fire. He was so tired. He made it to my brothers safely, God bless them, they went and bought him some new clothes, as he had nothing with him. Dad will probably stay there a couple of days, as its likely they won't be letting anyone through for a few days. Over 600 homes have been lost. About 50 lives have been lost. And so many still unaccounted for. Mum and Dad have friends at Kinglake, (the worst hit area), no-one has seen or heard from them. I pray they are safe. We have heard, their family, not only lost their home, but lost their lives. Such devastation.
Please pray for the families, who've lost everything, in Victoria, Australia. They need every prayer.
I'm desperately trying to get my head into gear, to prepare myself for...
You know what is really weird? I've read other people's blogs... and it's been the day before they leave... I've been SO EXCITED for them! They're FINALLY meeting their treasured child... and now its me. It brings tears to my eyes... It's finally me. Yes, it's all very selfish, I know - but I was so sure, so many times, that it would never be me. And it is.