Wednesday, September 13, 2017
The Things We Carry : Hurricane Irma Edition
Things take on a new weight. Items that were once so necessary are left on the shelf; things tossed in in bins, shoved to the back of cabinets become priority. Bits of fabric from grandmothers get gently folded and tucked onto a basket. The tea you just blended, the coffee mugs you toast Sunday mornings with, a stack of old herbals originally from your mothers shelves all get carefully packed and lovingly loaded.
The drive is long but beautiful - this time we took back roads - and our destination eases into view a bit before seven in the evening.
Those canvas bags, those reusable grocery sacks get lined up, an army of memories, dreams and goals.
I stayed up past midnight wondering of their significance and what each paper, each book, each scrap of fabric wants from me. Why did I bring them? Why do they call to me and what jobs do do I need to do to encapsulate those erratic dreams into solid, achievable reality?
We're back home and all is well. Nothing was lost or damaged; we never even lost power. The wondering, however, is still here. With every folder unpacked, every book reshelved, I've asked myself again and again, "What do you want from me? Why did you have to go too?"
It's exciting, really, the digging. In reality, I do know the reasons. The verdict has always been with me, as long as these slips of paper and half tried recipes. But it's in the gathering that thoughts are solidified and I'm enjoying taking it slow, revisiting every idea and letting them whisper again their stories and remind me just why these things are so important that I'd carry them for thirty-plus years and 300 miles.
Forgive the lateness of this post; we just got back into town after our second hurricane evacuation on three years. We have power but our Internet is down and I typed this up on my phone. Thankfully, our city was spared. My heart and prayers go out to everyone in the Caribbean and Florida who took the brunt of Hurricane Irma.
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