A new meaning was brought to many last year on April 27th in the South East.
My experience was a mix of not wanting to “over react” but feeling the uneasiness in the air, the severity of the day wouldn’t even become clear to us until the following days. All day the tornado sirens where going on and off. We were hit with storm after storm. I watched the Coleman tornado live on my computer screen at work. We were told to move into the hallway with other employees, waiting for the next storm to pass over our building. I was texting my husband who was safe within a vault and my best friend who was also working. I messaged my family out of state letting them know I was ok and that I didn’t know if I’d lose communication.
When we woke the next morning I had a call from a longtime friend who had seen all the destruction on the news. At this point we still had no idea the severity of the storms. All we knew was we had no power. Suddenly the radio became our main connection to the outside world.
The first day the neighbors in my apartment complex pulled out large grills and invited everyone to bring their quickly defrosting food to cook and share for all. We laughed, connected and looked up to the sky that showed more starts than I’d seen since I’d seen in an Alaskan night. Its amazing how dark the night is when the whole county is without power.
The radio said we’d be without power indefinitely and for 6 days my home would be without power or hot water. I was grateful for water that flowed from the faucets. The words “power out indefinitely” filled my ears, my head, my heart. What would this all mean? What could we do? Like many we left for a few days. Packed up the car, the cats and headed to Memphis, Tn. Shopping in a Target I filled our cart with canned goods, candles and batteries, and a camping stove not sure what we’d be returning to.
Life stopped as we knew it for days. Time stood still. Neighbors shared meals. Entertainment was by candle light. As the power came on street by street, and life started to return to its previous rhythm, I found myself looking again at the CoachU web site. The same excitement was there for me, even after a life changing week. Here I am working with my passion, growing at it each day and grateful for the opportunity to do so.
Everyone has their story, I encourage you to write yours, let it be shared.
Love the life you live.
~Crystal



