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8.31.2011

The Other Friday, I was sitting in the parking lot of Target, just catching a moment

for myself.
Suddenly it started raining. And hailing.
I would have waited for the downpour to end except I remembered that I needed to check the backyard drain to make sure it was not clogged.
I braved the barely visible conditions and made it home in time to clear debris and prevent a possible flooding in our basement.
Unbeknownst to me, at that very moment-- a deadly flooding was happening two miles from my home.
A woman my age and her two daughters, close to the same ages as my two daughters-- were on their way home from lunching with their dad who works at the hospital behind my house. Yes, the same hospital where Steve works.
On their drive home they were caught in a flash flood that killed them.

I felt emotionally crippled when I learned about it.
As I read more about the woman, I found myself gripped with even more debilitating sadness.
That they described the woman as someone that would go sledding with her children, and that they had a trampoline in their backyard told me that they were an active family that quite possibly had known how to swim.
They must have been physically trapped in their car or perhaps panicked beyond inertia.
I shuddered at the thought that perhaps they did not all die at exactly the same moment.
A child seeing their mom drown would be such a horrible last moment but a mother seeing her child die would be, in my mind, a reason to not want to take a next breath.

That Friday afternoon, I decided to leave the covered parking lot of Target in order to clear our drain from muck while another family was going through an unspeakable sorrow.

Muck is nothing.
Perspective is everything.



4 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:56 PM

    It is 5:30am and I just finished dishing out 3 buckets-full of water from the maid's room (it has been raining)...I am sure (or maybe not) you know what was going on in my head...

    Oh, this is just too sad....plus your line: "but a mother seeing her child die would be, in my mind, a reason to not want to take a next breath." is very familiar... I know.

    It really is a matter of perspective, Ches.

    love you. I would die if anything ever happened to you and the girls.

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  2. Thanks Kar.
    I know you know. I love you too.

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  3. And I love you both.

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  4. Thanks Charissa.
    Got your text yesterday.
    Love you.

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