Last Thursday I took a trip to Greenville which, for me at least, is the medical/thrift store/Chick-fil-A capital of the world. And on that particular trip, I hit ’em all–got a sandwich at Chick-fil-A, bought a pair of cute, comfortable shoes at the thrift store (which were marked down from $8 to twenty-five cents) and visited a new (to me) medical building–East Carolina Heart Institute. Since…

Last Monday at this time, we had no clue what the following days were going to bring. Catastrophic flooding. Cat 4 winds. No home to return to. The predictions were so dire I could hardly wrap my mind around them.…

If you’ve been keeping up with hurricane news . . . you’ve seen the storm has shifted and high winds on the Outer Banks are not as much of a concern as flooding is.…

Steve and I were having a difficult time making up our minds about whether or not to evacuate. Part of our hesitance in leaving was wanting to be here for people who will need help and part of it was hearing reports that once you leave, it sometimes can be over a week before you are allowed to go back into your town. At first,…