Tonight, I am taking a red-eye flight into the unknown. I am going to Everglades City to do what I can to clean up my parent-in-law’s house in the aftermath of Hurricane Irma. Will there be electricity? Running water? Gas to put into the rental car? How bad will the damage be?
The unknown fills me with anxiety and dread. I don’t like not knowing what I’m walking into, especially when I have to face it alone. The thought of all that needs to be done and the obstacles I am likely to face is overwhelming. I am going to have to continually remind myself to just keep putting one foot in front of the other.