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The summer was beginning,
and things were going well in the small but quaint city of Dagny.
A bustle of summer activity flowed the streets.
夏日 街上在举办活动 人声鼎沸
and an untroubled joy filled the air.
But things were about to change, quickly and dramatically.
Suddenly, and without much warning,
a weather front formed and moved over the city,
bringing with it intense, heavy, concentrated rain.
带来了强烈 沉重 密集的降雨
Water soon began to inundate the city’s drainage systems
and fill the city’s impermeable streets.
A flash flood would ravage the city.
Tens of thousands of people evacuated,
thousands of others who either purposely stayed
or didn’t evacuate in time became trapped.
A young woman in her mid-20s, named Renee,
evacuated the city almost immediately after receiving the flash flood warning.
Coming from a rural town about four hours outside the city,
she had only lived in Dagny for about two years,
and this was her first time experiencing something like this on her own in the city.
Promptly and in a panic,
she left and drove to the rural town she grew up in
where her parents still lived,
a town that was not expected to be as affected by the storm,
and would not be subjugated to the increased effects of urbanization.
Several days would go by,
Renee was safe,
but the duplex she was renting and living in in the city would not make it.
The flooding caused severe structural damage beyond repair.
Soon, her lease was mutually terminated,
and she was suddenly faced with the need to find a new place to live.
Rather scarred by the whole experience,
she decided she was done living in the city,
and wanted to move back into a more rural town outside of it.
And so, that’s what she did.
Several months later, Renee moved into a townhouse
in a town about an hour and a half outside the city,
about halfway between where she grew up and Dagny.
While moving in while carrying some boxes,
Renee happened by one of her new neighbors,
a young man in his mid-20s, named Steven.
Steven noticed her moving in and introduced himself.
He was both somewhat awkward and very handsome.
Renee found his awkwardness kind of endearing, though,
surely influenced by his handsomeness.
The two talked for a few minutes,
and then Renee continued on about her day and finished moving in.
Later that day, she found a note on her door.
The note read: if you ever need anything, feel free to reach out.
And then underneath, there was a phone number and Steven’s name.
Two days later, Renee decided to text Steven.
She didn’t need anything, but she kind of wanted him.
They hit it off almost right away,
in a way neither had ever felt or experienced before,
they seemed to almost automatically click,
sharing similar senses of humor,
and ways of texting, and thinking, and so on.
Two months later, they were dating.
As the two spent more and more time together,
it almost felt as if they shared the same path in life—
the same origins of the same star stuff
destined to reconnect and rejoin,
like cosmic arrangements of matter and energy
faded to find its way back to itself.
Soon, they fell deeply in love.
Two years later, Renee and Steven were married.
Renee’s life was, for the first time in a long time, going extremely well.
Her and Steven would form a life and relationship together.
That was the kind in quality that most people simply can not
and will not ever find in life.
On their one-year wedding anniversary,
Renee and Steven were out at dinner, celebrating.
They sat, reminiscing over their past
and expressing their excitement for their future.
While talking about how they first met,
“I always used to say it. And now I know it’s true.
Everything happens for a reason.
The fact that I met you when I did,
after going through everything I was.
I really was, honestly,
just at the right time in my life to meet you.
And the fact that I was pushed toward you by a literal flood.
It’s some kind of sign.
I know that that flood was the universe’s way of pushing me onto my life’s course
to find you,
to find this life.
It’s crazy, but I’m so happy it happened.
I love you so much, Steven.”
Renee’s eyes watered,
and her face clenched with a soft, happy, sad smile.
她的脸上带着温柔 幸福 悲伤的微笑
“I love you too, babe.”
Steven said, as he reached out with his glass.
The two toasted each other, both with watering eyes.
Rewind about three years,
another individual affected by the flood
was a 32-year-old single man, named Gustavo.
Unlike Renee, Gustavo didn’t make it out of the city before the flood.
He figured the flash flood warning, as it typically was in the past,
was not something to be all that concerned about,
so long as he just stayed put in his home.
He had lived in Dagny for a while,
and floods were quite common.
And so, he was relatively unfazed by the situation,
assuming it would come and go in a day or so.
He was, of course, wrong.
As soon as Gustavo realized how serious the flooding was,
it was too late, he was trapped.
His home, which he had somewhat recently bought,
suddenly began filling up with water as it flowed in from the doors and windows,
and spewed out through the vents.
Items in his living room began floating as his home filled with water.
While scrambling to try to rescue some of his important items,
a large glass piece from his coffee table
when rushing toward him,
smashing into his ribs,
and slicing the left side of his abdomen.
Gustavo remained stuck in his house for three days,
injured, alone, exposed to the flood water,
受伤 孤独 伤口碰了水
and soon to become ill.
As the flood began to subside,
and the water in his home began to recede,
he was reached by paramedics and rushed to the hospital.
Gustavo arrived at the hospital in rough shape.
After running several tests,
it was determined that he had a bad infection and a fractured rib.
However, it was determined that he would be ok
and make a full recovery from both.
However, the news was not all good.
Something else was very wrong.
In an x-ray of his chest and ribs,
it was noticed that Gustavo had something on his lungs,
Gustavo was a regular smoker,
which was likely the cause of what was now being discovered as lung cancer.
The tumor was still in its relatively early stages,
but it appeared to likely be aggressive and quickly developing.
The doctor told Gustavo
that it would likely lead to bronchial obstruction
or respiratory failure fairly soon if it went untreated.
He told Gustavo that if they didn’t catch it then,
it would have likely been caught too late,
and led to his early death.
Gustavo was scheduled for surgery two weeks later
to remove the cancerous tissue before it was too late.
Several months would go by,
Gustavo was at a doctor’s appointment.
For the first time since the flood,
he was receiving a clean bill of health.
The surgery was a success, ultimately saving and renewing his life.
手术很成功 最终挽救了他 让他重获新生
He was no longer smoking,
and he was living his life normally and vibrantly.
To celebrate the news,
Gustavo’s family threw a small party form at his favorite restaurant.
After the drinks were passed out,
his family playfully pressured Gustavo into making a little speech.
He was a bashful man, and was a bit nervous.
But the emotions and intensity of his recent situation
allowed him to tap into an eloquent, poignant part of himself
that he rarely expressed.
Holding up a glass of champagne, Gustavo said,
“You know, when I was sitting in my attic,
my entire house was filled with water,
I was bleeding, and I felt sick,
didn’t know what was going to happen,
and I thought I was going to die,
at some point, I remember thinking to myself,
I prayed, and I asked God.
I asked him to save me,
to make sure I would be ok.
I begged him.
But as time passed, and things got worse.
I wondered why he wasn’t answering my prayers,
why he was doing this to me.
I wondered to myself what I had done wrong.
I asked him for forgiveness, and for mercy, and everything.
But now I see.
He was there all along.
He was saving me.
He was answering my prayers.
I just didn’t know it yet.
God has a plan for us all.
And everything happens for a reason.
You just have to wait and trust in it.”
Gustavo paused for a brief moment,
and raised his now sunken glass back up.
“Thank you all for being here with me today to celebrate.
To family, good health, and faith in God. Cheers!”
为家人 健康和对上帝的信仰 干杯！”
A crowd covered with soft smiles raised their glasses,
and let out a soft, earnest, synchronized “Cheers!”
About three streets away, at a different restaurant,
another person who was deeply affected by the flood was also out at dinner.
It was a young woman in her twenties, named Alethia.
She was getting together with a few friends from high school,
whom she hadn’t seen recently and only kept an occasional loose contact with.
Alethia lived and worked outside the city,
she was physically fine, she was healthy,
her house was fine, her job was fine,
but the flood devastated her life.
Her older brother Aaron, who lived in the city like Gustavo,
didn’t evacuate in time.
Unlike Gustavo, Aaron tried to get out after the flooding had started.
While trying to drive out,
his car was washed off the road into a flooded culvert.
He suffered a head injury in the process.
He would not make it out alive.
Alethia was extremely close with her brother.
Their father passed away when they were younger,
and they had been there for each other,
and bonded during and following that loss,
and everything else they had been through since.
Now the void of her brother also weighed heavy in her head every day.
It’s strange, she thought,
how the void of something can weigh so much more than its presence.
About halfway into the dinner with her friends,
one of the girls Alethia was with, named Rebecca,
began talking about her recent breakup with her boyfriend.
While explaining how she felt about him breaking up with her, she said,
“But you know, I just try to always remind myself
everything happens for a reason.”
Alethea wasn’t a confrontational or argumentative person,
but between the timing proximity and her mood in that moment,
likely facilitated by her several martinis,
that banal obscene line “everything happens for a reason” triggered something,
and heard that she couldn’t hold in.
“How?” Alethia said,
looking up from her meal and interrupting Rebecca.
她暂停用餐 抬起头 打断了丽贝卡
A pause filled the table.
“How what?” Rebecca responded.
– How does everything happen for a reason?
– I don’t know, I mean…
I believe that the universe, or God,
or the way our energies interact with everything,
or whatever you want to call it, I guess,
always has a plan for us.
Things have a funny way of working themselves out.
There’s been so many times in my life where bad things have happened,
and then they’ve actually led to good things.
For me, that’s just proof that those things happen to me for a reason.”
Another brief pause filled the table.
“What if what happens kills you?”
Alethea said abruptly.
“Or someone you love?
Someone who is a good person,
someone who does good in the world,
someone who is young and has their whole life ahead of them?
Did God do that?
If he did, God is a special kind of evil.
If he didn’t, what kind of God is he?
If the universe did it,
which of course it did in some way,
it did it because of a reason,
like a cause, but not for a reason.
I know it’s easy to think that things happened for a reason
when they work out for you.
We all love the comfort that someone or something is looking out for us,
and is making sure we are ok.
But for every event that people claim happened for a reason, a good reason,
there are innumerable other people affected by the exact same event
who aren’t ok and wouldn’t say it happened for a good reason—
because there’s no one left to say anything at all.
Things just happen,
and if you’re lucky enough to still be alive after they do,
I guess you can look for a reason—or try and make one up.
But that’s as good as it gets.”
Another pause filled the table.
This one was much longer.
Then, Rebecca said,
“Well, if you are alive,
is that not enough?”
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