Today is the day that my good spirits start to flag. It was fun, the first day or two without power. We had had a few sunless days, after all, and then it was breezy, as one might expect in a hurricane. Most people lost power, so we were all camping in our houses. We went ahead and ate all the food that had been in the freezer. We chatted with neighbors with whom we rarely speak. We had leisurely evenings with nothing to distract us.
The sound of generators wasn't as maddening as in past storms--likewise for generators.
Now that some people have power, and we don't, I confess to feeling a bit more dejected. We are lucky--we should have power by Sunday, FPL tells us. We have activities planned at our friends' houses. I am so grateful to have friends who say, "Come over for dinner" and/or "Stay in our guest room."
Still, it's wearing.
And it's a valuable insight into the way that parts of the world live all the time. I know that plenty of people in the U.S. can't afford to run the AC, even if they have power and AC. I know that those same people often live in neighborhoods where it's not safe to open the windows. I know that although the developing world may have access to electricity more than they did in the past, that the electrical supply isn't reliable.
I know that plenty of people would love to live in my little cottage in the back of the property, even though we haven't cleaned it up from the flooding. I know that plenty of people would envy me my ability to cook on propane. I have water that's clean enough to bathe in and drink--much of the world does not.
This week, I have had a glimmer of how it feels to be a Have Not in a world of Haves. But it's only a glimmer. I'm only a tourist in this land. I'll be returning to my home country of the Haves very soon--but I hope to help more people migrate to this land, having been reminded of how tough it is to live on the Have Not side.
feeling the feelings…
1 year ago