365 Days Later

In an interesting twist of fate and irony, the Bolivar Peninsula loses power almost exactly 365 days after it would have during Hurricane Ike. So here I lay, on a bed in a FEMA trailer with thoughts racing through my head. Wondering why? Wondering what happening 365 days ago? I was enjoying a serene East Texas sunset, oblivious of the chaos about to ensue down here. How high was the water right now? Was it in my house? Could I have spent those few extra hours gathering things that I miss? My great grandfather's lamp, my granny's Texas Ranger Uncle's pistol? Family history lost that can never be regained. I hate this. I still don't understand. I don't understand why it happened. I don't understand where that much water comes from. I don't understand how 1 year later, it still hurts so bad.