Several weekends ago, I was looking at the Fuji apple tree in our back yard. It’s on the hillside and had lost all of its leaves. Just a bundle of sticks, really. The tree was getting lots of sun and patiently waiting for a little water. Meanwhile, our old dog and tabby cat were taking turns using it for shade in the heat of the day. The tree had no awareness of time or problems or what’s really important in life. At least, it didn’t let on, if it did.
Nowadays, it’s amazing how quickly things require our attention and then, just as quickly, fade away. With the advent of up-to-the-minute news online and the explosively expanding use of cell phones, text messaging and now Twitter, everyone knows a little bit about everything instantly, from the color of your daughter’s toenails to the latest news from Afghanistan.
Just a few weeks ago, we were in the midst of the Swine Flu epidemic. One day, there were reports of a few people sick in San Diego’s East County and then all hell broke loose. Would this be like 1918? People were afraid to go to public places, fearing infection. My daughter had an end-of-year Girl Scout overnighter and 2 parents kept their girls away, absolutely convinced that their daughters would somehow attract the dreaded killer virus. And then it was gone, old news. We barely had time to panic. On to the Miss California debacle, the frenzied excitement over the latest American Idol contestants, and the rapid decline of the Padres after an early successful start. Then fire season hit early.
My mom and sister both live in Santa Barbara. Mom is 82 and lives in a rapidly aging house in the foothills. Her 2 miniature dachshunds rule the roost. My sister lives in a condo near the freeway, closer to UCSB, miles away. Mom had to evacuate in last November’s fire, so when I first heard about SB’s latest fire as a breaking story online, I felt a twinge of worry. All seemed o.k. at first. Then overnight, the fire grew to a raging inferno, and I alternated checking online for the latest updates and calling cell phones to see how they were doing. Mom evacuated to my sister’s house and one day later at 2 am, they had to evacuate again, dogs and all. They found someone to stay with, and relief finally came when the wind shifted and moist air drifted in from the sea, along with a lot of work from the firefighters. Both the house and condo were spared and Mom and sis went home.
At most, the whole thing lasted just a few days and nights, but at one point, I thought they would both lose their homes and all that they owned. We were mentally preparing to bring Mom down to San Diego to live with us. Possible big life changes, all within a week.
How quickly things happen. How quickly what is important at a certain moment can shift from the mundane (what does Miss California think?) to what’s really important (family safety) and back again.
Yesterday, I looked at the back yard again and the apple tree had burst into bloom overnight. Was it celebrating the way things had turned out? No swine flu. Lives spared in the SB fire. Miss California even got to keep her crown.
Our dog crawled under the tree and slept in the shade. For a fleeting moment, all is right with the world. . . is that my cell phone? Let it ring.