When lightning strikes.

We returned from a wonderful, relaxing, stress-free vacation to a crazy storm. Rain poured down in buckets, the wind howled, the thunder clapped like it was inches from our ears. As water started seeping into our basement, a bolt of lightning struck the giant oak tree just a few feet from our front door. The sound was terrifying. Suddenly smoke filled our driveway and the front of the house and we ran for cover in the basement.

We are just fine, thankfully. But for a moment we weren’t so sure. Our giant oak has seen better days, and the house will need some work, but we are just fine. It was a moment we’ll never forget, and a scary but important reminder of what matters most.