@plantladylin DH had a cousin, who fled New Orleans after Katrina and moved to...……..Houston. I don't know if you are familiar with the legend An Appointment in Samarkand, but here it is:
In the Samarkand legend, a servant encounters a woman in the market place at Baghdad, and recognizes her as Death. The ominous figure looks into the face of the servant and makes what seems to him a threatening gesture. Trembling with fear, the servant runs home, borrows his master's horse, and rides like to wind all the way to Samarkand so that Death will not be able to find him.
Later, the master sees Death and asks her why the threatening gesture. And Death says, "There was no threat. I was merely startled to see your servant in Baghdad, for I have an appointment with him tonight in Samarkand."
I've always felt that no matter where you are when your time comes, you can't run away from fate, however, I don't go out of my way to tempt fate, either.
