I don't know how the title really fits with what I'm about to write, but maybe it will connect. That song is in my head right now. Daphne sang it last Friday night because she was telling how it is on a playlist Christian made her to use when she is running. I am currently in the process of writing a paper for grad school and it connects with what I'm writing about, so why not make it the title of the blog.
It's been raining for quite a while now and I'm glad we had a few days of sun! I was getting a little depressed because of the rain. My hair frizzes up when it rains or if there is humidity (I did a science fair project on it in college). It seems pointless when I spend time drying my hair and straightening it when it automatically frizzes when I walk outside. My teammate said he imagines my hair to be a really big fro and I can't even get through the door. It's never that bad, thank goodness! This week was the hardest, longest rain I think I have ever seen. As you have seen and heard the rain has done much damage around the state of Georgia. Maybe you didn't get much rain, maybe you did, but we all have a story about something we experienced during this week due to the rain. Maybe you just stayed inside. Maybe you saw a car or house under water. Maybe you got rerouted on your way somewhere. Maybe you were just a t.v. viewer and saw the sights from afar. Well, I got to brave the rain each day and trek to school. Yes, I got to go to school. I wasn't one that got to sleep late because school wasn't cancelled for us (I'm thankful though because we won't have to make up the days later). On my way to and from work, I went quite slow so as to escape hydroplaning. For one, I don't like to drive in the rain. When I was first learning to drive, my little saturn, Juniper, was extremely light and I could feel myself swerving each time I drove in the rain. Lug, is lots better with rain even if I'm not. One day after school people were saying that it was going to get worse that we should go home, so I did. The roads were pretty bad on my way home. A river I pass over on my way home was almost up to the bridge. Well, I made it home each day.
When I got home one day, I ran into the house, but didn't escape getting wet. Our porch had water an inch from our door that was ankle deep. I changed clothes put on bum clothes, pulled up my sweatpants, and went outside. I didn't put on shoes b/c I knew they would be ruined. Water was rushing down the walkway to the porch so I put on my thinking cap. I used Mav's food bowl to scoop out the water from his pool until it was light enough to dump out. I finally dumped it out and moved it in the middle of the walkway so water couldn't get in. Then I swept and swept the water off the porch. Jeremy got to come home to me doing this. He laughed but joined right in. Andy came down later and dug a trench in the yard so the water wouldn't flow right to the porch. Jeremy did so much work on the islands 2 years ago (it used to be grass), and we put a lot of time and effort (not to mention money) in this past summer putting in lava rock down because Maverick was digging so much. Well, we solved one problem. Maverick doesn't dig, but we added to the rain problem. Who would have known?! I mean we haven't had this much rain in forever! Andy has now installed one big drain, three metal trenches down the driveway, and dug a little trench in our yard to reroute the water. Sigh...I feel bad that he has done all this work. I am confident our house would have had water in it though if he hadn't of put all the time in the drains and trenches. Through the pasture there was a river of rushing water- I'm glad all of that was directed away from our house.
Needless to say, I am thankful we are fine, but I know so many others are not. Our little experience does not compare to the people who have their houses flooded up to the second floor, who's inground pool was under 7 feet of water, who lost a loved one, or who lost everything they have. I think about the schools that are covered in water up to the roof and the teachers who lost all of their stuff they have worked so hard on. Even though this tragedy seems bad, I then think back to hurricane Katrina and the people in New Orleans who had it even worse. Even though I don't like the rain, I am truly thankful for protection during this time!
Hm... I must end here... I'll do an update of life a little later!
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