The Weekend

I spent the weekend with my kids in Moorpark and Thousand Oaks area.

It was a strange weekend. The sun was red. There were clouds of smoke and an amber skywith small flakes of ash falling through the air like snow. We wern’t sure what to do with ourselves besides hang out at the hotel. When it came time to check out, we went to the mall to spend our last hours of the weekend together. I kept wishing I could bring them home with me to San Diego away from the fire which was burning about a mile away from their home. I had no idea what was going on so close to my own house.

I went against every motherly instinct in my body and drove them to their home, closer to the fire, dropped them off and left to get home. Freeways were closed. People were evacuating. It felt like a war was on. I couldn’t wait to get out of there.

Of course, it took longer that usual. People leaving their homes jamming one side of the freeway. People going into to gawk filled the other side.

Needless to say, we have our own tragedies going on here.

My office was closed today per the Mayor’s request so I didn’t go out all day besides hitting the corner store this evening. Joe went in this morning and took some photos of downtown.

My heart and prayers go out to the many thousands of people who are homeless and have lost everything but their lives.

God Bless.
lp