There are some days that I can not wait for rain. I love sitting on a couch with the lights out just listening to the rain beat down on the
roof. The anticipation of the the damage done by the wind and rain excite me; the potential that nature has to destroy and renew itself is awe inspiring. When I was at Mission Springs and it started to rain and the wind picked up, I knew that I need to come to work ready to clean debris. I also knew that there was the possibility that we could lose power.
Some of my most fondest moments in the two years were during/after major storms resulting in power outages. It voided the community’s life of electronic distracts and pull us together. We would gather for warmth, food, and entertainment. Some of the best discussions I had with peers were in rooms dimly lit with candles talking about our aspirations and dreams during a fiery storm.
I remember coming home late from a concert and it was storming. The storm had taken started taking trees out, preventing me from getting home and taking the power out as well. I ended spending a good majority of the night talk with about life and dreams and whatever other thing crossed our minds. I did not want that night to end. I after spending such an intimate time with these people it was hard to part ways.
Rain does work miracles but also cause disasters. It brings new life and refreshes parched land, but it can destroy with floods. You got to take the good with the bad. Such is life and relationships- you have to take the good in the relationships with the chance of getting crapped on. You have to take the not so pleasant relationships and learn from them what you can.