A storm was on the horizon and people were getting nervous. I decided to be more active in proper preparations this time. Tubs were filled with water. Candles and necessities were gathered. Clothes were washed and safety measures were taken. Then we spent the afternoon playing a game based on a whirlpool stealing our boats.
This would have been a simple post had I written it that day.
I lost power that night for about six days. It is why I am still catching up on so many things in the house as well as these tardy blog posts. It was inconvenient but not dangerous and we were very grateful that the gigantic tree that fell went the other way and that nobody was hurt. But the week went on to be a test of life for many. Though we are safe and warm again and back to the same old stuff...many are still lost, homeless, cold and facing the biggest tragedy of their lives. I think this week changed many of us. For some it was a reminder of how grateful we should always be for the basics that we too often take for granted. For others it might have been a wake up call. Some might have stepped it up a notch to reach out and help those in need. We gathered, we supported, we bartered and we donated. It was a life changing event for this side of the country and sometimes even in those desperate and dark moments a renewal of life can then take place.
I would like to thank those of you who offered a warm place to stay, a shower or a meal. I would like to commend those of you who stepped up and did good for others. It brought us all a little bit closer. It pushed some of us to a better place. It reminded us of what is really important. I hope the feeling lasts...
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