Wednesday, March 31, 2010
I have a whole new respect for people who have had to deal with natural disasters. Have you all heard about the flooding in RI? Guess where I live? Until yesterday afternoon I was knocking on wood any chance I got because we had not been effected by the flooding. Even in normal times, RI is a wet place and many people deal with water in their basements when it rains or when a big snow melts. Not us. We've been very lucky. I've lived in this house for 9 years and have never had a problem. As a matter of fact, our entire neighborhood is very dry. No one ever seems to have issues (even though the cove is at the end of our street). Lucky right?
Well, our luck ran out yesterday afternoon. My girls came home from school to find an inch of water in our basement. By 4:00 pm it was up to 3 inches. And this morning it's more like 5. Geoff and the girls and I spent a few hours yesterday afternoon moving as much stuff as we could off the ground and off low shelves (luckily we do not have a finished basement, though we do store a lot of stuff down there). It's hard to tell how much we can salvage and how much we will have to throw out. Thankfully, most of it is just "stuff" and nothing that is irreplaceable.
The whole time I was slogging through the water and moving things I was thinking about the people of New Orleans and Hurricane Katrina. I had a new found sympathy for them. This was just a few inches of water and few ruined area rugs and suitcases, they lost everything. I may be without heat and hot water and the use of my washer and dryer for a few days, not a few years. When friends and neighbors called to ask how we were faring, they all commented on how calm we are about this. And that's why. It's just stuff, replaceable stuff and it's a very temporary set back. A few inches of water in the basement does not a natural disaster make. And you know what? I still feel lucky.