3 days ago I woke up sweating under my comforter. Ironically because it made me uncomfortably hot. Houston, Texas got that dry heat boy. If I recall, it was bout 10 minutes to 11am and it was already hotter than all outside.
“What in the hell going on?” I was thinking to myself maybe the AC was busted. I didn’t notice from the get go that it was differently quiet. Not until I opened up the fridge to eat some grapes to get the morning taste out mouth. “Damn.” The light in the fridge didn’t come on maybe it was out, but the grapes had condensation on it and that’s when I noticed. Noticed that neither any of the refrigerator’s compressor were kicking in. “I know I paid the goddamn bill.” I went to grab my cellphone to call my moms and it said no service. “Yo...” I said out loud from being frustrated and at the same time uncertain of the situation. This was all happening in a matter of 5 minutes. I flipped the light switch as I was passing the doorway to my bedroom, nothing. Bathroom lights, nothing.
My bathroom window is always cracked open and I can hear my neighbor to the left of me outside their house. I grabbed his attention and asked him about the power if they had any coz then I could hook up to his stuff if I needed anything since I let him use my water during the freeze when theirs was out so we had that kind of understanding. He says, it’s out everywhere. I cut him off and ask him how he knew that. He said, he has a satellite radio that kept fully charged and that he heard the announcement advising people to stay calm and stay home. “Fuck!!! Where my moms at?!!”
Without a word I went inside. I retrieved all my firearms, ammo, gear, first aid kit and place them all within reach. I started loading all my extra clips just thinking the worst. Worried for my family out there at that moment. By then it was bout noon when I was finished getting everything in order for high alert situations.
It’s been 3 days and i haven’t hard from anyone aside from my neighbors. Everyone is on high vigilance. I have food but I haven’t ate anything but only drinking water. I’ve been sleeping a little during the day but I’m used to that. I’ve been wondering if and still weighing the situation if I should be out there looking for my moms but I wouldn’t know where to start. She was out there giving care to some old people. People older than her. She ain’t no spring chicken either but she’s still got some pep in her step. She would have wanted me to stay and keep the fort down.
Hang on a second, I hear a car pulling up into the driveway...
OH MY GOD!!
I can’t believe this shit!!!
I opened the front door with my pistol drawn and it was my mom. She just came back. Not even the slightest worry on her face, she just walk right past me and told me to lock the front door. I’m asking her now, “Where were you?”. Shes not answering. Hang on she’s saying somethin...She just said, “Get out your bible and put down your guns. The latter won’t help you know.” I’m still in shock right now. I think my mom is in shock too or she’s lost it. I’m just go ahead grab my bible so she can feel more relaxed that I’m listening to her. I lit the rest of our yankee candles so she can see but nevermind because her eyes are closed anyway. She’s clutching the Bible close to her chest. Man I'm glad she came back and ok but this is feeling weird.
“What in the world is that ?” What kinda sound...” she just cut me off and told me to kneel and bow my head down. She’s telling me to pray. “Okay, ma”
I’m going to end this entry and pray with my mother. Wait she saying something. I think she said, trumpets?