Everybody in Christchurch has a story, everybody.
Here's mine..... I was driving down the road, when suddenly I almost lost control, I thought I had a puncture, but when I looked up I saw the St Mark's church spire rocking back and forward and the tiles falling off the roof, I stopped the car because the powerlines were swinging around the car so much.
My sister Jo text me and I asked her to look for my kids. I exchanged many text messages with David and Jo as they tried to find them. I heard from James, but not from Chrissy, but finally she text me. There were many many after shocks while we sat on the grass, it was terrifying, and everytime the ground shock, all the children screamed. I don't think I'll ever forget hearing those screams over and over again. Finally most of the children had gone from Reuben's class so I took him and Annie back to the car.
We went to St Martins to get Nana. She is 88 and lives alone. My car got stuck in her drive and when I hopped out of the car, I sunk in the liquifaction half way to my knees. Nana was ok, but shaken, so I got her to pack a bag and borrowed a spade from a neighbour and dug my car out. It was all so surreal.
I went down to look at my house. The inside is unbelievable.
There was broken glass everywhere and furniture tipped over.
I couldn't help but cry and hyperventilate, it was just so shocking.
After what seemed like forever, Jo brought Chrissy and James home. We all stood on the footpath holding each other and crying. It was just so surreal. Jo was a hero to me that day, she brought my kids back and I was so grateful.
I knew we couldn't stay, there was no power or water and Annie is just so little. I rang our very good friends in Invercargill and they said we could stay and so we threw some stuff in the car and left after tea. James and David stayed behind to clean the place up. God was good and provided us with fuel and a comfy bed for the night. Now we are recovering in such a peaceful place, it's like heaven really. And the simple things like washing the clothes and hanging them on the line, I appreciate.
One other thing, I looked at my emails in McDonalds in Dunedin. There were 50 messages from you all and I cried again. thank you so much. We need all the encouragement we can. We do not know how we will go on, how can we earn a living?? how can we rebuild? Please keep the people of Christchurch in your prayers for a long time to come, and if you can give in anyway, we need it, really we do.