It’s a little after 4pm and I’m sitting here in the living room swatting mosquitoes away, while I scroll thru social media and the woeful pleas of residents near and far. It’s hot today, humid really and there’s a weird buzz in the air. The energy is frenetically charged with anxiety, hope and worst of all, fear.
Outside the dump truck provided by Public Works pick up the bins they droppers off this morning for residents to throw their debris and yard waste from Irma in. And now we lay in wait for the mistress of the sea, Maria. We don’t know what to expect, we are told that it will strike St.Croix as a Category 5 Hurricane, so now know we’re in trouble. It’s now 3a and I’m still awake because…what else should I be doing? The anticipation is unnerving. It’s the not knowing that is the hardest. The last weather update says the storm has battered the Leeward Islands especially Dominica. We are directly in her path and she’s projected to make landfall early Wednesday morning.
We are boarded up, prepared, praying and hoping for the best, but deep in our soul we are preparing for the worst. Our sister islands, St.Thomas & St.John have already taken quite a beating. The road to recovery is long road and arduous, regardless we will continue to do our best to help. It seems we are headed down the same path, so now we just stand here #VIStrong and wait.
If you can, please send up prayers and postivity for all of us in the Caribbean and see you all on the other side.