Day 303- Footnotes of a, what the heck was that day

 Its raining again. It had stopped for a while, had even turned into a gorgeous day, but now, its raining.  Hard.

Concerned because of how many leaves the earlier rain and winds knocked down, I went out to check the drain pipe that runs under the house. I needed to make sure it was clear. This room flooded once because of that pipe, I didn’t need that happening again.

So out I go into the night, dark but for the porch lights that don’t shine on that drain. I took my only big flashlight with me. I’ve had it a while. Its a really nice flashlight, long and with just enough weight should I ever need something to swing. But, I have had it a while and its gotten lazy and cantankerous. It comes on with the push of the button, but if you dare to hold it in any angle that it doesn’t like, it goes out. I haven’t found an angle yet that it likes well enough to stay on the entire time I’m in need of its light.

But in the pouring rain, I managed to clear the pipe. I made sure the trench in front of the porch is clear, and the bricks that divert the water that flows down the yard away from the house, are stacked as needed.  Coming back inside, I was fairly well drenched. 

I have to admit, I am tired. We started the day with pouring rain and high winds. We went without power for several hours. One of my dogs spent the time terrified while if the other could talk, I’m sure would have told her to shut up and sit down. When the rain stopped and the winds eased, I thought I would try to do some walking. Remember, its October twenty-ninth, only two days left of the month. It was eight-two degrees out there. We’re not Florida. I had windows open. But to be honest, I was in seventh heaven. It felt amazing.

My yard though. If you could see my yard. Not only is it ankle deep in leaves, but it is covered in hundreds of various size limbs that were ripped from the trees. Once this mess dries out, I have a job ahead of me.  Didn’t I just do all this back in March?

 The thing is, change, growth, is a continuing thing. We work hard, we think we have it covered, but then we realize that there is always something more to learn. We pick up behind ourselves, trying to keep a neat and tidy life, but then life throws a mud ball and here we go again.


I commented to my son, if we only had a dollar for every leaf that has and will fall into the yard. I would have no concerns over where to find a job. My writing would be funded and then some. He might could even get that Ferrari he keeps talking about. Yes, I have that many trees.

But right now, after the weirdness of the day, I’m looking at those leaves, and all those raindrops, like blessings. I know people had trees come down on their home. I know more people than us had power loss, some that still don’t have electricity.

Through it all, I’m realizing just how blessed I am. I may be out of work and trying to make a decision. (I’d really like to work on the manuscript but that doesn’t buy groceries) I know, that I have been gifted with much. Even on the loneliest nights, I know that everything will be okay in the end. God has a plan. What I will find along the journey, the adventure and fun, will override all the sadness. The joy hiding it away, just as that blanket of leaves hide the bare ground of my yard.


 It was a weird day, one where I faced my fear of high winds. One where I managed to calm a terrified dog. One where I was smart enough to have coffee made before the power went out. I even managed to get some research done for the manuscript.


What the heck was that day? That…was a good day.

Molly watching the trees blow in the wind

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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