When Life Gives You Lemons, Make Sweet Lemonade—Part 2
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”
Last week, I told you about one occasion when I put this adage into practice. This week, I have a second to share.
I belong to a travel group with about 175 members. We go on day trips, overnight trips, and sometimes longer trips, usually by bus. The group consists mostly of older members, but some are young whippersnappers like me. The purpose of our group is to spend time together and see new places without worrying about driving ourselves there and back.
For the last few months, we had planned a Memorial Day trip to Naples, a city on the west coast of Florida, that would include a walk around town, a show, dinner, and cocktails. The trip was sold out and had a waiting list. We thought everything would go as planned like it usually does thanks to our fearless leader, Rosalie.
Hurricane season was not scheduled to start for another week, although we had been having a lot of rain in southern Florida the week before Memorial Day. Then on Friday, the National Weather Service issued a flood warning for southern Florida because of the rain.
And then Tropical Storm Alberto decided to form on Friday morning over the Yucatán Peninsula of Mexico and head our way. Needless to say, I drove home on Friday evening in such a heavy torrent of rain that drivers on the highway slowed down to thirty miles an hour and had flashers on. I was almost totally blinded by the rain and could barely see the car in front of me.
That same day, I found out the Memorial Day trip was cancelled because of the weather. Initially, I was upset because I had been looking forward to getting away for a little bit and seeing some new scenery. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized this was a smart decision. Some members of the travel group are elderly, and the slippery, rain-slicked streets would not have been safe for them. Someone could have fallen and gotten injured, and none of us wanted that.
So, what was supposed to be an overnight Memorial Day trip to Naples turned into a three-day writing binge for me. As I listened to the rain drops on the windowsill in my home office, I thought of each one of those drops as sweet lemonade.
Until next time, make lemonade.