Mudslide Scare

I woke up to an emergency alert half an hour before midnight on the 8th. Red Rainfall Warning Signal it said. We can hear the rain and wind lashing through the roof. We tried to go back to sleep but it was not happening. Then all of a sudden, we heard something on the outside walls. Thug! Thug! Sounded like falling rocks. Yongi howled nonstop. We quickly got out of bed and checked through the windows. It was pitch black and we can't see a thing. We didn't have lighting in that side of our lil abode.

The hubby went out with a flashlight and rushed back in. Stay in the living room, away from the walls. There's a big mudslide outside he said, taking the truck and car keys. I instinctively know we had to leave. So I grabbed my sweater, and put Yongi on his bag and hook him to my body, rushing to the bedroom for my purse and an emergency backpack containing a few clothes and such.

I heard the truck down the street. The hubby has taken it out of the driveway. He came back soon after. "Give me the bags, let's go!" He said. We got on the suv, but as he maneuvered backwards, the car halted. No matter how much he stepped on the gas, it wouldn't move. "Is the 4x4 mode on?" I asked. He did, but still the same. "I think you should get out now and go to the truck first. The car is stuck in the mud," he said. So stepped out with my bag and a small blanket to cover my head including Yongi.

The car's rear tire fell on the ditch. The front was stuck in the mud, the floodwater was gushing through it. "Be careful. If you can't get it out, just leave it here." I reminded the hubby and walked some 500 meters away to the truck and waited. It felt like forever before I saw the car's headlights approaching. Thank God, my soft murmur. Checking the time, it was half-past midnight.

The rain continued to pour, the wind intensifying. "Get changed into your dry clothes, Yongi and I will stay here in the truck, and you can rest in the car," I told the hubby after he parked beside us.

While we were already safe, I still couldn't shake my fright. I was restless. The knot in my stomach won't go away, even after deep breathing. I felt a pang of hunger. I had the urge to pee and such.

My phone rang. It was the hubby. "Let's try to get some sleep," he said. "Okay," I said. It was almost funny that while we were just a few feet away from each other, we had to talk on the phone.

I couldn't sleep. Yongi stayed really quiet, and remained curled up on my lap. The wee hours stretched too long, making me wish daylight would come sooner.

6 am came and the husband was awake. "I'll go check if it's safe, I'll make breakfast. I'm so hungry,*" he said. "Okay, I'll try to find out if the roads are passable, so we can go home to BC," I replied.

It turned out, there were two landslides causing road blockages just ten minutes away from us, so we couldn't leave right away. I contacted my brother. He said they are all okay, and the road to BC is clear. Thank G!

The hubby came back at 7, saying breakfast was ready, so we walked to the farmhouse while the rain stopped a bit. The driveway is covered in mud.

We left DD around 3 pm yesterday after the neighbor called informing us that the blockages have been cleared. With the continuous rain and winds, I don't know how the tiny farmhouse in DD is faring now. But alas, we are safe, keeping ourselves warm here in BC. We slept soundly last night.