One thing is for sure, when you have the opportunity to go on vacation, slow the pace of your life down a bit and inhale the day, the scenery changes for sure – literally.
As for me, well, I just got back from a rather eventful trip this past Saturday. I have to say, all the planets were definitely not in alignment and getting to our destination would have made most run for the hills. All I wanted to do was get back to my comfy bed and pull the sheets over my head, but thank goodness, I didn’t.
It turned out to be a wonderful week in Hilton Head, South Carolina.
We should have paid attention to the signs. Well, before we even left for Hilton Head started our vacation with a to the doctor realizing my fiance’s daughter had strep throat which many parents would deem – Strike One.
Luckily a dose of antibiotic she was feeling better so we packed the car and left for our week of sun, fun and relaxation – or so I thought.
Preparing for the Storm
Finally, after leaving four hours after our original start time, we hit bumper to bumper traffic which prompted us to have to stop six hours earlier than planned. The fun had just begun (NOT!) when we realized that the hotel we decided to at was, let’s just say, less than accommodating when the second bed for each room was literally wheeled on a 90 degree angle – (I AM NOT KIDDING!) and rather eerily resembled a trundle bed from the 60′s sitcom The Brady Bunch – so much so that I let out a loud, delirious yet hysterical laugh when the bell hop brought it in the room which had straps holding the mattress to the rusty bed frame with puffs of dust filling the air when he dropped it to the ground.
After a not so restful sleep, my fiance, our two daughters, and myself, armed with coffee, doughnuts and better attitudes gave it a second go round for the remaining 10 hours of our trip.
Little did we know that the action was just getting started on our not so fun adventure.
After four hours of gridlock traffic, I tuned into the weather report on my iPhone only to realize we were headed straight in the middle of multiple tornado warnings.Not wanting to alarm the girls, I did my best attempt of sign language making a twirling sign to Steve while he drove which, by the way, didn’t work very well. Thinking I was insinuating he was nuts – making the twirling motion – he was less than thrilled to sit and try to decipher while driving, mind you, my lame attempt to tell him TORNADO AHEAD! If you didn’t think I wanted to jump right on his lap and yell – JUST TAKE ME AND THE KIDS HOME – Well you are wrong! I DID!
Take Cover and “Chill” Out
We headed toward Rocky Mount, North Carolina around 5:00 p.m. when we started to see the sky get all weird in color – part grey, part black and yellow – something I had never seen before – it was then I just looked at him and said, “We have to stop.”
The girls knew something was up when the local radio station kept playing alert sirens and telling everyone in the listening area to take cover. All I knew is that if i didn’t get the visions of Toto, Dorothy and a floating house out of my head, I was going to need tranquilizer.
Luckily, our “take cover” was a local Chili’s restaurant and not a muddy ditch along Interstate 95, so I was able to calm my nerves over some spicy chicken fingers and a Diet Coke.
But the drama didn’t end there. You know it’s not a good sign when you walk in a restaurant and the entire staff is biting their fingernails, on the verge of tears, watching the weather channel. Not realizing exactly where we were on the map that was shown brightly on the television screen, I asked very quietly to the waitress, “Where are we?”
Not so lucky for us – she pointed a the big red circle that kept flashing on the television screen and said “Right there.” I almost passed out.
We discussed where we would go if the tornado hit. Steve checked out the bathroom while I talked to the waitress about going into the kitchen. Never in a million years did I think this would be a conversation I would be having with a 19-year-old dressed in a red Chili’s t-shirt. But it was.
The Storm Front Approaches
The good news – but sad news for those people who suffered – was that we missed two tornadoes by about 15 minutes since we were both north and south of where they touched down in two locations. Sadly, we were able to see the devastation on our return trip which was a sight that I will never forget.
Needless to say, I had 10 more hours and 7 more days to think about all this and I have been able to come to this conclusion when it comes to life and the lessons we learn.
Metaphorically speaking, on a much lesser scale, we all experience tornadoes, or as I say it, bouts of unexpected drama in our lives. Whether it is created by us or they are a result of the relationships we have, either way, they can knock us off our feet and down for the count.
The point is – how do we deal with these sudden gusts of wind that can sneak up on us?
What’s a person to do when they aren’t prepared to take cover? Do we just go lie in a ditch and wait for the storm to pass?
What I Have Learned
For me, I have experienced a multitude of storm fronts during my (almost) 43 years (as of tomorrow!) However, the biggest crime we can commit is our ability not use these times of change, distress, chaos, whatever, to not learn a thing or two about our survival skills.
Rather, we need to highlight and recognize the instincts and coping mechanisms that we do have as well as the one’s we learn during these trying times of change.
As I have said to my client’s time and time again, if you are in a relationship when you keep being pulled into that proverbial emotinoal tornado, the first thing I say is, “How is that working for you?”
Most of the time, the comment is followed by sighs, shrugged shoulders and curt answers such as “It’s not.”
Take Cover and Get Out of the Way
So, if you are being pulled into someone else’s windstorm and it’s really not working for you, well, the best thing is to take yourself out of the path and let them spin. By no means am I advocating you to ditch your friend, colleague, etc., I am simply saying support them from afar so you don’t enable their Self Created Chaos. (S.C. C. as I call it)
You have come too far to define yourself to be constantly sucked into the vacuum of emotional craziness when that person, in a sense, likes it. Sometimes, the victim role is what works for some and that constant state of chaos becomes the norm. As I get older, when it comes to this stuff, I am simply too tired and to be quite honest with, would rather spend time with my family than hours on the phone with someone who is set on complaining and not doing anything about their chaos, anyway.
As for the other storm fronts that come our way, the best advice I can say is “What did you learn from them?”
Don’t Get Rattled By that Tiny Wind Gust
For me, I have learned a multitude of things from these bouts of transition and instability – such as I am stronger than I think. Also, I have realized that when the big stuff comes along, I sometimes handle these tornadoes better than the light wind gusts, which is something that I need to work on.
In a nutshell, I am trying my best not to sweat the small stuff so when a bigger issue comes along, I have the strength to handle it. Also, I don’ want to wish away the sunny days worrying about the impending bad weather ahead.
As you know, the weather, like the lives we lead, is very unpredictable.
The good news is, we got to Hilton Head safe and sound after leaving New Jersey a mere (chuckle) 27 hours later – but it was worth the trip. Luckily, three novels, yummy seafood dinners, fun with friends, and a few umbrella drinks later, it was one of the best vacations I have had in a long time.
Waitin’ On a Sunny Day
What did I learn from the contrast of going from tornado warnings to 75 degrees and sunny?
Just realize that no matter what, you have the ability to deal with anything that comes your way. All it takes is a bit of intuition, a positive attitude and don’t be afraid to tune into your local weather channel.
My prediction for you are … blue skies ahead. But you have to believe it to see it.
Keep the faith,
Patti
Harbor Town, South Carolina