My birth family lives in the North Bay.
Specifically the Santa Rosa, Rohnert Park, Windsor areas of the North Bay.
And unless you’ve been living under a rock, you know that the North Bay is ON FIRE right now.
It has officially become the WORST FIRE in the history of California fires, surpassing the 1991 Oakland Hills fire.
I knew there was a fire when I left to go to work, some 90 miles away from the devastation.
I could smell it in the air.
I assumed there had been a fire locally until my friend Barbara texted me, “I hope your family is safe.”
I called her immediately for an explanation.
“Santa Rosa is on fire,” she told me.
I immediately hung up and began texting and calling my relatives.
It took a while but everyone was safe. . . except my birth mom, who I couldn’t reach.
Finally my sister got in touch with me.
It didn’t look promising that our mother’s house was still standing.
She texted me a photo later.
Charred remains of a building.
I immediately started crying.
Oh no! All the memories! All the gatherings! The golden nuggets of life that intersected at that home!
10 minutes later my sister told me it was a picture of her school and MOM’S HOUSE IS STIL STANDING.
I went from the depths of despair to the wings of angels in a moment, only tempered by the fact that so many people in the North Bay have lost their home and belongings.
I texted my mom that I loved her and she texted me back.
Coverage is spotty but for the time being, EVERYONE IN MY FAMILY IS DOING FINE.
Hug your loved ones extra close today.
They are our biggest blessings.