I'm staring at my laptop, then glancing anxiously at the rising level of water in our backyard. Our grass is flooded, our patio is flooded, rising water is threatening to come into our house, and a portion of our palm tree fell onto our neighbor's lawn yesterday. I haven't seen rain like this since El Nino ever! The weather people tell us it will get worse before it gets better, with Wednesday being the most intense day of all.
How can more rain possibly fall from the sky than what's falling right now?
How can my outdoor/backyard drains handle more, when they so clearly can't handle the rain that has already arrived?
Yesterday I woke up before dawn and made the trek to LAX airport again. It was my second trip there in four days. This time I drove in low visibility and heavy rain to greet my daughter.
Southern California freeways are not designed for weather of any kind. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that "car accident" whispers in the back of my mind whenever I drive in treacherous conditions. Perhaps that's the case for everyone who has ever been in a major accident? The damage to the psyche is sometimes as permanent as the damage to the body.
I made it to LAX and back safely.
All of my kids are now here, gathered under one roof, for the holidays.
And yet …
I keep glancing, anxiously, at the rising water level outside my door.
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