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Dec
24
the only way out
Filed Under Ruminations
we came to our north carolina nest the other night, and getting a later start than usual put us coming through the curviest of curvy sections of road after dark. rain had been falling slowly and steadily all day, and right there in that curviest of curvy stretches of roads the clouds decided to linger. we could see reflectors marking the center of the road, one teensy weensy little reflector at a time and sometimes not until we were right upon them. we were in the midst of a substantial cloud gathering, and full moon or no, we could see nothing. not a thing. at a mere 7 mph, it seemed like andy was going way, way too fast. i wanted to pull off the road to at least let the car behind us go around, hoping the absence of light from behind us would help us see better. but there was no way to know where there was room to pull over - no way to distinguish a shoulder from an experiment in gravity clocking how long it would take us to reach the bottom of the mountain.
the only option was to continue moving forward. the only way out was through.
i would love to have snapped a picture to share with you, but it would have looked the same as if i had snapped a picture of myself looking straight on into a mirror. we’ve all been through fog, but let me tell you, this was like nothing i’ve ever experienced before or ever want to again.
the main thing is: we made it safe and sound.
and we slept quite well that night, not just from exhaustion but from the satisfaction of knowing that we made it. when we couldn’t see the way, we got quiet, tuned in, slowed down, kept going, and eventually we made it through.
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