What a difference three years makes
As I left town last night the circumstances were very different from my evacuation after Katrina. Yesterday I decided I was going to leave late in the afternoon, I cleaned the refriderator carefully packed a weeks worth of clothes, tooth brush everything but the deodorant. I even brought my favorite guitar just in case something happens and I lose all my stuff. The other big difference was when I packed I had light and was not rushing madly to get out of town.
After Katrina I thought I had packed so carefully, I wound up packing two pait of shorts four pair of underwear, and the shirt on my back. Only after I got out of town did I realize that I did not have what I needed.
Last night it took me three hours to get to the twin spans, the night after Katrina there was no traffic on the road.
Last night I left town with a feeling of indifference, three years ago I left town with a feeling of sadness.
I have changed in the last three years, I believe for the better. The lesson is that we can take negative events in our lives and use the experience to grow , instead of using them to hold ourselves back or take the joy from our lives.
