When I woke up on Sept 4th, I knew I was in the middle of a big quake. Instinct took over and I headed for the nearest door. I held on to the door frame as the floor bucked and heaved underneath me. The night light in the hallway went out; it was pitch black. I could hear things falling over and breaking. At some point my son started crying, I can’t recall if the shaking had quite stopped. I ran to his room to comfort him, thankfully the power had flicked back on and I could see he was unhurt.