(This is a blogging project with MakesYouMom.com)
Well, my situation, huh? Hmmm.
My situation began about seven years ago. It kicked into crisis mode two years ago. Now the dust has mostly settled. Nothing is the same.
I suspect it never will be.
Some things are better. Some are worse. It’s like trying to get back to life before the tornado, the hurricane, the earthquake, the fire. It’s simply not possible to put it back together the way it was.
For a long time I think the only reasons I got up in the morning were because 1) I hadn’t really slept anyway, and 2) my dogs needed walked. But get up I did, and work I did, and little by little I found other reasons to stay awake.
Folks, my reasons were not big reasons. I’m sure I’m supposed to say, For my husband! For my children! Some days my answer was as simple as, For the rain!
Today my sweet husband aired up my bicycle and loaded it into his truck, and I drove to my favorite road, Old Center Point, for a ride. A lot can change in two weeks. I wanted to see what those 30 miles looked like with rain.
Last year when I’d ride up Old Center Point, the lake was practically a puddle. The cypress trees looked dessicated. Private ponds were dried up. Now, there’s water, water, water, water, water. The spillway is spilling over. The fellow with the rooster statue seems to have two tanks instead of one. That ditch has become a stream.
No, it’s not back to normal, but it’s coming back. The underground aquifers are recharging. Our county is still classified as being in Extreme Drought, but that’s better than Exceptional Drought, where we were. We’re recovering.
Assess your situation? The land is coming alive again. So am I.
