I’m sure you have seen the news and know that a lot of Tennessee is under water. Thankfully, neither we nor anyone we know personally lost our homes, but there are so many who did. And most of those people will not be covered by insurance. We don’t live in a flood zone, so most people don’t have the flood insurance rider on their homeowner’s policy. I don’t. It seemed unnecessary. You don’t move to Hawaii and buy avalanche insurance. This type of thing just isn’t supposed to happen here. Tornado or earthquake? We’re fairly prepared. If you live in this area, you know those are good possibilities. Flooding? Not so much.
There was a lot of water under our house but nothing a sump pump couldn’t take care of. But go 10 miles in any direction from our house, and it’s another story:
And this is nothing compared to Nashville. My heart literally hurts when I see the pictures of Nashville. A week ago I was running in those streets, standing in that store, eating in that restaurant, drinking a beer at that bar… And now it’s all under water. The Grand Ole Opry? That is such a shame. I’m sure my grandma is crying in Heaven over that one.
I’m trying to focus on the fact that these are just brick-and-mortar buildings and be thankful that the loss of life was no greater than it was. As bad as it seems, this is nothing compared to what New Orleans endured (and is still enduring). But this just hits a little closer to home and heart, ya know?