Last night, about 12:30am, my 16 year old woke me up in a panic. It scared me… Not only was I sound asleep, but my son never does that… It must have been an emergency, right? Well not really, the Internet was down and it interrupted his Xbox game. Oh the horror!
I had been working most of the night since we had tornado warnings in the southern counties of our region. Thirty minutes earlier there was no problem at all. Maybe my hours of incessant use stressed it out? After dinking with cords and trying to remember if I had paid the bill, we went to bed feeling defeated. The Internet was in fact not working, and our technology was officially down for the count.
This morning I woke up to find the same sad situation. We are a web house… iPad, Kindles, phones, Xbox, Internet TV, so needless to day, it’s absence was felt deeply. After a call to my provider, I found out there was an outage in my area, and even though they knew about it, they had no idea what the resolution was or when it would be fixed. Ugh.
We muttled through the day, and I am embarrassed to say there was a lot of complaining and whining from all of us, especially me. But finally around 10pm, we had three green lights on the DSL box thingie indicating that the technology crisis had been averted. Sweet! My son is now on his Xbox and I am obviously tapping away on my iPad.
I caught up on Facebook and twitter to see what I missed in the aftermath of a confirmed tornado in Sangamon county and after the same storm damaged areas of Macon county last night. As I was scrolling, I came across a status from one of our Red Crossers in Macon county. He talked about the damage in his neighborhood and how his power had just been restored after being without for almost 20hrs. I checked my email and saw that there were many families in those communities without power and, in some cases, without their homes. Then I went online to finally stream the national news, and I saw the images of Oklahoma from last night’s tornado. So much destruction and many heartbreaking stories about the loss of life. Then all at once, I had an “ah ha” moment followed by a mortifying one.
Here I sit in my home with power, my cat and the people I love. Many people just a hour south of me and in Oklahoma can’t say the same. They are facing far more difficult situations than I have today, and yet I spent my entire day bellyaching like a selfish brat. Talk about a humbling moment.
So, what did I do? I picked up my phone and texted “REDCROSS” to 90999 and made a $10 donation to Red Cross disaster relief. Sure, it might be a little silly, but it is one small way I could do something to help people that truly need it. And you know what? I felt pretty darned good.
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