There are storms, and then there are storms that make you wonder if somebody upstairs accidentally tipped over a giant bucket.

Last night was one of those storms.

The rain came down hard and fast. Within a short time, roads were underwater, parking lots turned into lakes, and vehicles were stranded where parking spaces used to be. Looking at some of the photos floating around today, you’d think parts of Belmont County were trying out for a waterfront property brochure.

Thankfully, our house made it through without any damage. That’s the important part. A lot of people weren’t as lucky, and my heart goes out to anyone dealing with flooded basements, damaged vehicles, or the cleanup that’s waiting for them this morning.

The photos tell the story better than words. Streets became streams. Parking lots became ponds. Police cruisers were pushing through water that had no business being on a road. It was one hell of a reminder that Mother Nature doesn’t care about your plans, your schedule, or the fact that you just mowed the lawn.

Living in Appalachia, we’re used to hills, creeks, and the occasional heavy rain. But every once in a while, a storm shows up and reminds everyone who’s really in charge.

For us, it ended with some nervous watching of the weather radar, a lot of rain, and a grateful sigh of relief when it was over.

Sometimes that’s a pretty good outcome.