Yesterday was much more than what a local station calls a first alert day weather wise. We knew the remnants of that storm Fred was going to be coming through. I am currently of a mind that we under estimated what was approaching. My mother had mentioned the coming rain because her dog had an appointment for grooming and she doesn’t like to drive in heavy rain. Asking if I would take her if the rain had arrived, of course I said yes. But when time came, the storm had not arrived, yet. I was sitting here mindlessly scrolling social media when my phone scared me out of the induced stupor with a voice telling me there was a tornado watch in my area. It went downhill fast from there.
I turned on the television to find out more detail of what was going on. A wide swath of the local area was under a watch, other areas had active warnings. The mountains and foothills were getting the worst of the storm. Flash flood warnings joined the tornado warnings. Evacuations were taking place. Trees were down, power was out. Reportedly one area was getting nine inches of rain an hour. It rained so hard here that I got up at one point, just to check, and found that even with my diversion wall, the drain had become clogged and water was backing up, within millimeters of coming into this room. Praying not to get struck by lightening, I shoved my hand down the drain pipe and pulled out the debris blocking it. Then making sure the water was flowing before coming back inside. I went back out there several times before the rain finally eased. Both dogs following behind me as if to keep me safe. I sat up until just past 1AM just to be sure the worst was over.
This morning the sun is shining through breaks in the clouds, the not so stray cats have been fed, I have yet to go outside to check for damage. I know, the areas where the storm pounded worse, have already been out checking to see how bad the damage may be. I also know, that all that rain water has to go somewhere, I’m sure the nearby river is already up and will only get worse until the water has passed. How many, needed rescue last night, as the storm raged? As the flood water progress and pass, how many who are in its path, will need to be rescued?
It isn’t just storms, where there are those, people and animal where rescue is needed. The many fires raging, spreading suddenly, jumping from one area to another quickly, have left people trapped and at serious risk.
Those who go out to enjoy nature, and have an accident or a medical emergency, needing assistance.
Those who are in abusive relationships.
Those who are under criminal attack.
Then, there are places such as Afghanistan. Having been taken over by the Taliban, there are many who are in danger. Already reports of progress made in many ways, is being reversed. How accurate the reports are, is unknown at the moment. What is known, the people are afraid. If you look back in history, their fear is understandable. What of those who aided the U.S. military or even civilians, in any form? How safe are they from retribution? How much at risk are they at losing their life? The fear is obvious in their desperation to escape.
Afghanistan, is not the only area where the citizens are at risk. Think of drug cartels, think of assassinations, think of human trafficking.
We may be limited in many ways as to what we can do. But helping is not impossible. Education is important. Awareness is important. Finding ways to volunteer, donations, prayer. Being prepared to act, should you come upon or witness an event. Do you own your own transportation? Carry a fire extinguisher, a first aid kit, water or snacks. Make sure you know where you are, in case you need to call for help for another. The mountain trails that I hike, the boy scouts had a project where they put posts up that are location markers in case emergency help is needed. Know where you are. There are many ways to help, we simply need to educate ourselves on what we can do and when. Having the desire and courage to do so, the most important part.