Full on Flood Fight

As the assembly-line of big dump trucks began snaking their way down our streets last night, the reality of the flood hit a bit closer to home. When the "flood" lights were brought in so that the trucks could dump their loads... all. night. long. it was like deja vu all over again. That tickle in my tummy and the shiver in my spine were all too familiar. The rumble roar of the trucks provides for little sleep, and yet it seems a small price to pay for the extra protection they provide.

But the sight of the national guard keeping watch outside of our house was again instantly comforting. The levee they constructed goes all the way down from the coulee to the street just before the river. The river is just now starting to flow into the coulee. The houses on the north side of the coulee are in the most vulnerable area and need to construct sandbag dikes along the backs of their yards. Considering the dikes last year were over our heads, the wall of water that resides behind them when the river crests, is daunting to say the least. Not to mention the force the water exerts along the face of the levee is tremendous.

So we are packing, getting ready to leave later.  We feel confident in the systems in place and the people who are remaining behind to keep watch.  We are also grateful that so much planning and preparation has been made and so many have stepped up to provide assistance.

Thank you all for your continued prayers and support!