Post Tsunami Warning

   Last Friday morning the landline rang at 4:30 in the am. It was a recording saying that a tsunami warning was in effect, to please evac-u-ate, and go to higher ground. Waves from the Tsunami were predicted to hit the California coast between 8-9 am. Me and the guy packed up a tent, some water, the cat and we left. We heard our neighbors leaving and a police car with a bullhorn and a few blue lights flashing drove by, re-peating the warning.

I called all my friends and we used the radio to hear all we could about what was happening. We drove up to a ridge and hung out with a lot of other people for a few hours. Our cat calmed down and stopped meowing after a while in her carrying case. My guy used his binnoculars to watch the beach from up on the ridge. I talked to some people parked near us who were from our neighborhood.  We waited until near the deadline and started driving back down, though we stopped on the way at a local high school where the red cross had coffee and scones for people staying on high ground.

   We went back a little sooner than some after the time for anything to hit where we live was nigh. It was sunny by then and few people were around when we went back. It was surreal but we fed the cat and went on about our lives. I realized that everything I spend so much of my life fussing around with doesn’t really matter so much. I haven’t done a lot of focusing on Japan and the horrific pictures of destroyed areas, the terrible losses and nuclear problems going on, but I care. Videos of the massive amounts of water flooding in  and washing cars, trucks, houses, large boats, and bridges away in Japan  have certainly made me grateful for my existance as it is right now. My problems are dwarfed and I’m actively not in taking-my-life-for-granted mode. I’m grateful that my community could warn me, the police patrol and the red cross for giving me somewhere to go.  And I realize how little a few hours jaunt is in comparison to a real evacuation where you can’t go back home.

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