The Night Global Warming Arrived At My Doorstep

<p>I was startled awake at 1 a.m. when the cordless phone in our bedroom rang.</p> <p>&ldquo;Mom. I&rsquo;m sorry to call in the middle of the night.&rdquo; It was my son, Max.</p> <p>&ldquo;No worries, Sweetie,&rdquo; I replied, slightly rattled. &ldquo;Everything alright?&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;Andrew said there&rsquo;s a big fire near you guys. Are you okay?&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;We&rsquo;re fine,&rdquo; I said confidently.</p> <p>I recalled there was a hint of smoke in the air when my husband and I drove home from San Francisco around 11 p.m., but it was a blustery evening and we&rsquo;d smelled smoke carried on the wind from distant fires before. We thought little of it.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/@theresaannstory/the-night-global-warming-arrived-at-my-doorstep-93724d343b4"><strong>Visit Now</strong></a></p>