Too much of a good thing isn't a good thing
There's nothing like a force of nature to stop us in our tracks and show us who's boss. We go from running the show to scurrying around like so many ants on a hill once the water rises, don't we?
While this flooding has been devastating for some, even those of us not directly affected by it can't help but feel humbled. I've seen a lot of water around here in the 20-plus years I've lived in this area, but I've never not been able to drive from the east side to the west side, and I've never seen the interstate closed because it's under water.
There's always been a division between east and west, but this is madness.
There's a local picture on social media of a group of people, including an elderly woman clutching her purse, being hauled out of their neighborhood in the front loader of a backhoe that I won't soon forget. I'll bet when she woke up that morning that was the last thing she thought she'd be doing that day. You just can't really imagine that sort of problem in Oklahoma, where the big news is always the drought and cloud seeding was in the forefront of our city leaders' agenda.
Years ago, we had a trip planned with the kids to visit a friend in San Antonio in the summertime. Heavy rains were happening, and my friend called me to warn me about all the water.
If you know me, you might know that once I decide to do something, I rarely go to the trouble to worry over whether it's a good idea or a bad idea. I just do it. We were going to San Antonio ... end of story. So we did, and it poured buckets on us all the way down. Once we got to my friend's house, we were basically stranded because so many roads were closed. All we could do was crowd around the TV, watch the dramatic rescues and hear the horror stories of cars and people being swept away.
It was rather terrifying, in a mild, "thank God I'm inside" kind of way.
So the ironic thing is that this very same friend came to visit me this past rainy weekend for my daughter's high school graduation, and it's even more ironic because she was supposed to come the weekend before for the graduation party but she stayed away because she was afraid of the rain. And compared to Memorial Day weekend, that last weekend wasn't too bad.
We did the same things here to kill the time that we did years ago during the San Antonio floods. We cooked out, we watched bad TV, we napped ... everything except drink beer, which I gave up because I had to.
That's the end of my story, but I know there are people out there who are suffering due to the flooding, or highly inconvenienced, and many farmers who have lost everything. My prayers go out to each of you. It is incredible how quickly a blessing can turn catastrophic. Too much of a good thing just isn't a good thing.
Here's a random thought, but there's a book called "Wave" that is a true account of one woman's survival of the tsunami that hit the Asian country of Sri Lanka in 2004. While it's not upbeat in the slightest, it was one of the best books I've ever read, just beautifully written. That truly was the flash flood of all floods. I highly recommend it as good rainy day reading.
After the waters go down and the sun decides to stay out, we should get a beautiful, green , hot and steamy summer. Everything's growing lush and big, including the mosquitoes.
It will be nice when the heat and the mosquitoes will be our main complaint.