On Monday night, Hurricane Sandy blew through our part of Virginia. The rain was substantial, but the wind….let’s just say that I didn’t like it, at all. (which is a grown up way of saying that I got scared 🙂 ) About 8 PM, I was laying in bed with my youngest, singing her lullabies, when we saw a huge flash of light, and heard a big “boom!” Then downstairs, I heard my husband say “What was that?” and my other daughter said, “There’s a fire in the backyard!” Needless to say, Amy & I got up in a flash and ran to the back window, where we saw the electrical pole/transformer that’s in our back yard sparking, then starting a pole fire. Sparks were flying onto our outbuilding’s roof and into the woods. I called 911, and was reporting it, when all of a sudden….”BOOM!” again, huge white/green flash explosion, scary electrical surge sound in the house. Then finally, a final and even bigger explosion which made the whole house shake and feel like it was on fire. The phone line and electricity in the house was gone suddenly, and we were all quickly making our way downstairs, in the dark, making sure we had everybody and our dog. All I could think of was to get out of there. Thankfully, my cool-headed husband realized that the house wasn’t actually on fire, and when he looked outside, he saw that the fire was completely out in the backyard. (Thank You, Lord!) So we stayed, and prayed, and then prayed some more. And then the wind stopped around 3 AM, and I have never been so happy to hear the quiet return.
Here are some pictures of our awesome Rappahannock Electric guys rebuilding our pole the next morning….
So long story short, I am thankful, for life, for the fire going out, for utility and rescue workers, mostly for the mercy of God. For any of you who went through worse experiences further north, I am continuing to lift you up in my prayers, for strength through these coming rebuilding days. Blessings, Lisa