Earthquake

This morning at 4:10 a.m. I was awoken by what felt like someone physically shaking the couch back and forth. (I was passed out on the couch because after the 10th time that Isabel woke up, I thought I'd sleep there so at least the hubby could rest).  It only lasted a few seconds.  I said a fervent prayer for my family and kids.  I filled the empty water bottles in the kitchen, and shortly after fell back asleep with  no more shaking.  Just a reminder that we're small, and fortunately in the hands of God.