Mom of 4 carried away by hurricane in front of her family

A family in Minneapolis, North Carolina, is facing an unimaginable tragedy, and they need our prayers and thoughts now more than ever.

Melissa Guinn, a devoted mother of four, was tragically swept away by the raging waters of Hurricane Helene, right before the eyes of her husband, Jamie, and their 8-year-old son, River.

It’s truly heartbreaking to witness the toll of the recent storms across the United States. Many lives have been lost, and countless homes have been destroyed due to the one-two punch of two back-to-back destructive storms: Helene and Milton.

On September 27, the Guinn family sought shelter inside their home in Minneapolis, N.C., but Hurricane Helene would shatter their lives in an instant.

The family lived in a house overlooking a river, a location that would prove disastrous when the storm triggered devastating mudslides. As the storm intensified, the house began to collapse, tumbling down the hillside, as reported by Fox News.

Tragically, four-time mother Melissa Guinn was swept away right before the eyes of her husband and their 8-year-old son, River.

“It sounded like a cannon going off. I just remember being crushed by the house falling all around me,” Jamie told WRAL. “And I can remember screaming for my little boy, and I could hear him screaming. Somehow, we dug through the house where it collapsed almost down into the river, and I found him.”

However, Melissa was nowhere to be found. Her last words echoed in the chaos: “Babe, watch out!” she screamed.

 

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