Since January 14th, I’ve been going through cycles of feeling stuck, and feeling happy to be alive. Part of me is still in that river. I don’t know what part that is quite yet…. Adam feels the same way. I can see it in his eyes. He’s got that same drawn out look. We’re waiting for whatever happens next, and at the same time, we’re not wasting a single moment – because we know how fast life and everything in it can be taken from you.
Through the last week, we’ve been witness to some amazing and spontaneous acts of grace. A few people have gone out of their way to make sure we had what we needed not only to replace what was lost, but to make us feel safe and secure, and loved. Our friends in another county, some sixty miles from us, welcomed us into their home and fed us, gave us clothes and shoes. The Red Cross dispatched someone to us from a hundred miles away, just to make sure we had enough food, gas, propane, clothing, and shelter. Someone 250 miles away offered to help Adam replace any music or recording equipment we lost in the flood. It’s been surreal.
Another thing I’ve realized as we have watched all of this unfold, is that for some reason, people who have close to nothing are more willing to give you (literally) the clothes off their backs than rich people are. Rich people tend to look at you with apprehension, not knowing what to say or how to act. Just an FYI thing – for anyone out there who maybe in a position to help others who are in dire straights, the people who need help after a natural disaster, or something along those lines, won’t have the strength to even ask for it. When we were flooded out of our home and had only minutes to decide what to grab before we dove in the water, the future was the last thing on our minds. Your numb after an event like that, and time stops for days. This was what amazed me the most. When we were unable to think or move, or know what to do next, that was when our truest friends, and the emergency services of the Red Cross, jumped in with us – and dragged us out, giving us hope and direction.
While we were retreating from the soaked earth, we stayed with our friends sixty miles away. Their home, also known as Sunshine Stables, is a place filled wall to wall, and acre to acre, with love. Even their animals love you, which is a simple reflection of the hearts of their “people”. The beauty and the vibes of the place inspired me to start taking pictures. Adam was up for it, so we started inside the house and made our way out to the barn.
If there’s one lesson we can walk away from this with, it’s that you can be gone before you have time to blink.
So live it now, and love it.