As some of you may know there has been a little rain down in the Bayou Country. We get a lot of rain here anyway but this time things got a little crazy. We are not back to normal yet.
This house belongs to a close friend/co-worker/riding buddy. I had both of his Harleys, all of his vehicles and his family as houseguests. Thankfully the water stopped 1/4 inch from getting in. I do still have the Harleys.
My 12 year old son had no clue what impact this would have on him. He was safe and dry at home. I changed that. He knows more about suffering and misery now.
I cannot take pictures of the intimate misery that some of these folks are going through right now. Imagine your home with 4 feet of water inside it for a couple days. Now imagine this: Take everything out of your house and stack it in a pile at the road. EVERYTHING. The furniture, the appliances, the cabinets, all your possessions, the sheetrock off the walls, the carpet off the floors, EVERYTHING.
It is not pretty.
Imagine the water rising so fast that you have to abandon your vehicle. Imagine the feeling of losing a fully loaded Tahoe or a fully loaded 3/4 ton 4WD. Opening the door releases a stench that would gag a maggot. The cup holders are full of the nastiest water you can imagine.
Imagine this heartbreak:
Yesterday evening after a Very Long day working in two flooded out homes I decided to take my wife to visit her sister. Normally that means a 5 minute ride in the car. Not this time.
I am normally very proud of the home I built for my family. But this morning as I pushed the button on the Keurig and studied the way the LED under cabinet lighting brought out the highlights in the granite counter top, suddenly I was almost ashamed. I honestly felt guilty that so many are suffering while I am safe, cool and dry. As I type this and sip my coffee I am grateful for many things.
Stay safe my friends.