As many of you have heard, Christchurch has again fallen to it's knees following another catastrophic earthquake. Although smaller than the September one, the devastation is far, far worse.
Before I go on, I will firstly say my family is all alive and accounted for. Sadly the same cannot be said for many families tonight and my heart goes out to them. I also want to thank all of you who have contacted me asking if we are safe and well.
Holly and I were sitting eating lunch and Isla was napping when it hit. I grabbed Holly and put her under the door frame, ran to get Isla before running outside. As I left the house, the cliffs that surround our suburb crashed to the ground, engulfing houses, but by some miracle, narrowly avoiding the local school by meters. My neighborhood is shattered. We have no water, no power and no sewage. The streets are ripped up, sand and water has liquified to the surface. Everything we own is now broken on the floor of our house. We have liquefaction under our house and cracks in our foundations. We spent a dark, long night cuddled up with our girls in the little sleep out at the back of our property, which we reasoned was the safest place.
Tonight, after a very long drive across our devastated city, we have made it to my parents, where we will stay for the foreseeable future.
Please, keep Christchurch in your thoughts tonight and pray for a miracle with 300 people still missing.
I will update as I can but now is a very trying time and I need to attend to my girls who are so very scared.