Good People Part 1

As you watch the news or listen to others, you hear a lot of stories about how bad people are. You hear about the predator who kidnaps and kills a little girl or the gangster who shoots at random people. You begin to wonder if people are good are bad.

I have traveled a lot for the different companies that I have worked. I have even travelled internationally. When I go to some place new, the thing that I find is that people are basically the same. We all want to raise our children, find meaningful work, and have a purpose for our lives. People are generally good and if you are nice to them they are nice back.

Last week I decided that I was truly blessed to be associated with so many good people and a lot of friends who are extremely kind and generous. It started on Monday afternoon. Coy called around 4:30 p.m. to say that our basement had 3 inches of water in it. Apparently, there was something that clogged the line leaving the house and all of the water that they had use during the day had come back in through the floor drain in the utility room. Unfortunately, the week before was the county fair and the we hauled hay all day Sunday. So we had more than a weeks worth of laundry to do. Racheal was trying to help me out and she did like 5 loads of laundry and ran the dishwasher. It put a ton of water into the basement. What a mess!

We did everything we could to get as much water out as possible. We moved everything off the wet carpet and tried to minimize the damage. We could not run any water. It would just come back up the drain. You take the ability to use your bathroom, shower, wash your hands, and brush your teeth for granted. Coy had to work the next morning at 5:00 a.m. and there was no way any of could go to bed without a shower. So our first saving grace was our friends Jay and Jen letting us shower and crash at their house. We showed up at midnight. I felt like a refugee but they were so nice to us.

Tuesday we needed to get that carpet out. It was way too wet to dry and clean. It had soaked not only the pad but about ten inches up the wall board. As soon as we could, we started to tear it out. Coy's parents and brother came over. Then Jay and Jen came over. We made short work of it. They were amazing. We told Jay we were having a hard time getting a plumber, he called a friend who is a plumber. He came over within an hour.

Then as other friends heard about our problem, they started showing up to help. If we needed anything, they would call people that they know. They even got us discounts for services. By the end of the day, we could sleep in our house again and most of the basement was clean.

Since Coy was at work, there was no way I could have gotten all of that done. We are just so lucky to live in a community where people come together like that.