My friend and I decided to drive back to New York City from Miami – epic road trip v2. After 13.5 hours, we’ve arrived in Raleigh, NC. The drive wasn’t too bad except that it felt like it took FOREVER to get out of Florida. For most of the day, the skys were blue and the sun was shining. It was a bit windy and you could definitely feel it in the car.
While last year’s road trip was quick and uneventful, this year, it definitely feels different. Almost as soon as we crossed into South Carolina, the clouds started gathering and creating an ominous grey swath in the sky. About 50 miles outside of Raleigh, it started raining and the winds started kicking up again. We’re going to reassess the situation in the morning to try to figure out what to do.
I know that this seems like a crazy idea to drive back home but honestly, I hate hate hate hate hate being separated and this far away from my kids and my husband. I hate that my husband has to deal with this by himself and that I don’t know what the conditions are at home. I hate that I can’t hug my boys if they are scared. I hate that I can’t see their little faces.
I hate that this is the third major incident in which I have not been in NYC and separated from loved ones – 9/11, Hurricane Irene and Hurricane Sandy. This is the third time that I have rushed home to my family. I hate feeling ridiculously helpless.
To all my east coast friends and family, please be safe and my thoughts and prayers are with you.