So, I’ve had a bit of a dry spell. It’s just been one of those weeks, when there is so much on your mind, you can’t sit down and focus on any one area. I did write a blog entry on Monday, but promptly trashed it as a “who cares.” This entry is heading that direction as well as I just let my over-full brain dribble out.
Weather wise, things have been a bit dicey. We were blissfully unaware of the first breakout of tornados Saturday night and Sunday as we celebrated a friend’s wedding and then planted trees as the storms raged within fifty miles of our home. It was actually a really wonderful weekend. The wedding was perfect, a classy affair with many of our friends. It was also a great break from our building projects. The weather Sunday seemed fantastic and we knew we were in store for a lot of rain in the coming week, so we spent some time planting trees. For me, it was the perfect afternoon. We were working side-by-side battling the earth and the weather parted around us, letting us have our moment of peaceful companionship.
Wednesday we weren’t so fortunate. I was at work with a very full plate when the tornados starting breaking out across Missouri. Most of you have probably never seen behind the scenes at a news source when a story is breaking or lives are at stake. It’s like a well oiled machine that kicks into turbo, but also a bit like being in a dust devil with bits of information flying everywhere. You’re too busy warning others to seek shelter to worry too much about your own safety, but always in the back of your mind you’re wondering, “what if it comes this way…” giving you the extra adrenalin boost you need to keep the information flowing in an understandable fashion. It’s a gift to stay calm in the face of a storm and I work with some very gifted people.
Granted, we made it through the storm without damage and there are thousands of people who can’t say that, but it’s a very eerie feeling to watch via radar a cell with strong circulation barreling down on your home and your husband. Add to that phone calls coming in with funnel cloud sightings a mile from your exit and your brain shifts from “What if it comes this way,” to “I pray it shifts or better yet just plain goes away.” It did shift, taking possible destruction to the south of us. All told, we had fifteen actual tornados reported to the National Weather Service in our area and numerous other funnel cloud sightings. Once again I want to praise the folks I work with. During the storm they kept people up-to-date and after the storm they’ve been relaying information on how to help and what the actual damage was. They’re really a superb group of people and Mid-Missouri is lucky to have each and everyone.
In other news this week, I did get to ride Admiral on Monday and he was sound and happy. Nutmeg is enjoying some time off as a thank you for a great Longview Event. She’ll be back to work this coming week. We’re headed to the Gigi clinic in June and may just set our sights toward Briar Fox in July.
Erich has been busily working on the house. He’s got trim done in one bedroom and almost done in the second. The upstairs is almost complete. We might just be able to host a holiday this year after all.
Well, that will wrap-up this rambling. I guess the perspective I’m taking today is that even when disaster hits, life continues. Even if it hits you directly, you simply must continue to press on. It is human nature, we don’t just quit. There’s always a sunny sky or a pleasant thought somewhere, you just have to look for it and be willing to take a different perspective on life’s events.
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