Today is the first of the month - which means Hawaii sets off it's tsunami sirens for a test run. It's a pretty terrifying sound that resonates through your whole body. And it makes me nervous just listening to it - even when I know it's just a drill.
Just a couple days ago, we had quite the scare from these sirens.
Around 8pm, while Scott and I were watching Parks and Rec and making ginger ale, we heard a really weird high pitch noise just outside our complex. Scott brushed it off and said it was just an annoying motorcycle driving by.
When the sound still continued, I turned to Scott and all that I said was, "it can't be what I think it is."
(Just two weeks earlier, when my mom was visiting, she and I had a in depth conversation about tsunamis. I had never considered that we were in the prime place for that kind of storm, and it instilled a new fear in me.)
I ran outside and looked around - Scott yelled from inside the apartment and confirmed that there was a tsunami warning. Apparently, just a couple hours earlier there was a 7.7 earthquake of the shore of Canada, and the offset of waves was heading directly for Hawaii and would hit in 2 hours. I began to shake and every possible bad scenario began to run through my head.
We continued to hear the sirens go off every half hour and, remembering my conversation with my mom, it made me extremely homesick and nervous every time.
Not much happened on our side of the shore, but we continued to stay up until 2am to get the official "all clear" and to drink away our ginger ale. Overall, what started out as a nerve-wracking and terrifying night, ended up to be a fond memory to the both of us. We really learned how grateful we are for ability we have to get any kind of warning, for the things we have, and for the people we love.