In our modern world, we take so many things for granted. A couple of weeks ago, the pump on our well stopped working. All of a sudden, there was no water when I turned on the faucet.
A call to the well-driller brought the suggestion to shut it all down for an hour and then try to restart it. So we did. It worked, but then the same thing happened the next day! Another attempt was made to reboot it with the hour-long shut off.
It happened again on Christmas Day and New Year's Day. Someone is trying to get our attention.
I realize our house is past ten years old, and nowadays that means things are going to break down. Some of our appliances have already had to be replaced. Not complaining. It’s just life.
But this whole experience has made me realize how many things we do take for granted. Like the water coming on every time we turn the faucet handle. Or the lights coming on whenever I hit the switch. Even my phone and my computer making it so much easier to do research and to write.
Many of us are old enough to remember the days of typewriters and rotary-dial phones. (My first two books were originally typed on a manual typewriter!) But I fear our numbers are dwindling. What kind of things will our children and grandchildren never experience? Kind of like how we (and often our parents) never experienced travel in a horse-drawn covered wagon, homes without indoor plumbing or electricity, and travel from Kalispell to Eureka taking days rather than under two hours.
Right now our well is working again, after the second reboot. But I don’t take that water in my sink or shower for granted anymore. I realize it could disappear any day now.
I think the timing of this wake-up call event was good, with Thanksgiving just around the corner. I have a lot more things to be thankful for than I realized, and I hope to stop taking them for granted.