Dr Becky Towne

It's amazing how only one week without lights, computer, refrigeration . . . power . . . can influence one's perspective. Last night when the power was restored to our neighborhood I was so excited to be able to turn on a lamp, a fan, and a computer that I was almost giddy. I'm sure it won't be long before I take it all for granted again but, for now, life seems kind of new.

The weather has been beautiful here. With highs in the 80s and lows in the 60s, we haven't suffered with temps or humidity. The trees received their much-needed cleaning from Ike. The pruned branches and dead pine needles are being raked into large piles along streets everywhere, waiting to be picked up by debris removal trucks.

We stayed with our friends the Roblyers the weekend after Ike. Everything was definitely hot and muggy then so their air conditioned house, along with good food and conversation, were all blessings.

We missed our house closing on the 16th but that process is in the works again. The lending agency is unlocking their files and restoring processes. The house needs another inspection as a follow-up to Ike and we have to get in touch with the insurance agent, but the house is still there and sustained relatively minor damage due to wind.

We're among the million homes that have power as of today. As temps rise a bit, our hearts go out to the other million homes without power. We are wondering what we can do to help. Jim discovered one way--he treated the North Carolina utility workers in our neighborhood yesterday with a smile and kindness. Apparently, he was the exception rather than the rule. And we have attempted to counter disparaging comments with subtle reminders of the blessings all around and with acts of kindness. I guess a little can go a long way. We'll keep on listening.

Becky