The Storm

The Storm

Aug09-1It’s been a long time since I’ve used an alarm clock to wake up.  My body seems to naturally arise at about the same time the sun does.  However, this Tuesday I rolled over, looked at the clock and realized it was almost 8 o’clock.  It was odd, though, because it didn’t seem like it was 8am because my room was still extremely dark.  It all felt like the start of a horror movie.

I jumped out of bed, walked toward the window and saw the torrential rain beating at my bedroom window.  It was pretty loud and strong so I quickly moved away.  I turned on the news to see if the Wizard of Oz was sweeping mistakenly through Kentucky instead of Kansas, but they didn’t say much.  The sound of the storm continued to grow louder so I walked toward the backside of my house to calm my nerves.

I went into the bathroom to start getting dressed.  I took my top off as I brushed my teeth, but I kept hearing the wind in the other room.  I tried to focus on being cavity free, but I had this fear that my roof would be blown off and it’d be standing there exposed for the world to see my goodies (I don’t really have a mass quantity of goodies to see, but still).

I was fortunate to be able to wait awhile for the storm to pass before heading to work and I didn’t have damage to my house.  Unfortunately, though, many parts of Louisville did suffer.  Universities and hospitals were closed.  People were stranded.  Basements were flooded.  As horrendous it was to see the damage citywide, it was amazing to watch how citizens helped their neighbors and complete strangers.  It seems like Louisville should be renamed the “Unforeseeable, Freakish Weather Capital of the World”.  We survived the wind storm.  We survived the ice storm.  We have now survived the flood.  All in less than a year.  So for anyone that feels that in their personal life that they can’t weather the storm – just realize you have!

M.Y.  August 2009

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