Screaming of the nature

Last Tuesday felt like any other evening. I had just finished work and was winding down with a book, completely unaware of the storm brewing outside. My weather app had mentioned high winds, so when I first heard the faint sounds, I didn’t think much of it. But within minutes, everything changed.

The wind started picking up speed—fast. Soon, it felt like it was roaring at 60 mph. I could hear things in the backyard being tossed around and saw the trees near our house swaying violently. Then, the power went out. It was almost expected, knowing how often falling branches take down power lines here.

But what followed shook me. The storm hit with full force, and our backyard fence door came unlatched. It slammed against the house repeatedly, the thudding so loud I could feel it. Eventually, it gave way and broke off completely. Outside, there was nothing but the deafening howl of the wind. It wasn’t just a storm—it felt like nature was screaming in the dark universe, and I couldn’t help but feel so small in comparison.

As the hours passed, the house got colder. Thank goodness for our gas fireplace; we gathered around it for warmth and tried to make the best of it. With no power, no internet, and dying phone batteries, we were suddenly cut off from the world. The cyclone raged through the night, and we just had to wait it out.

When morning came, I looked out the window. The silence was deafening—so different from the chaos just hours before. It was unsettling but also brought a strange sense of calm. The power stayed out for two more days, and we had to adjust to a life without all the things we usually take for granted. I realized just how much we rely on these comforts, and it was humbling.

What stood out to me during this time was the kindness of people. Neighbors checked in on each other, city workers worked around the clock to restore power, and the local city council opened spaces for us to charge our devices and warm up with coffee. It was heartwarming to see everyone coming together during such a tough time.

When the power finally came back after three long days, I felt nothing but gratitude for those crews who worked tirelessly.

Even now, the sound of the storm lingers in my mind—a haunting reminder of how powerful nature is and how insignificant we can feel in its presence. It made me reflect on life in a new way. The everyday worries that usually weigh me down now seem so small.

This experience reminded me to slow down, be grateful, and show kindness—to people, to animals, trees, plants and to the environment around us.