HOW'S YOUR WEATHER ? MINE SUCKS !

It's only twenty-seven degrees here and I'm cold. What about you?
It seldom snows in the southern part of the state in which I live. It's usually reserved for the northern part. The few times that it has snowed it's been more like a fun thing because it's so rare. Run out play in it for a few minutes and it soon melts.

I suppose I shouldn't complain, we've been blessed for the last few years with some extra mild winters.
Snow is not so bad, but we've been having tiny beads of sleet coming down all day. There's nothing worse then an ice storm. The stairs outside are already covered in ice and there are no railings on the sides of my stairs to hang onto. Big mistake on my part.
The last bad ice storm we had was several years ago and it was treacherous.
It devastated not only our town, it engulfed a huge area.
It was right at Christmas and it brought everything to a stop. I've never seen anything like it in my life, except maybe on the news or in a movie.
That ice storm caused havoc everywhere it went. Some people had no electricity because the ice was so heavy lines were just snapping.

My children couldn't make it for Christmas that year, all of the roads were to dangerous for travel. My son lives next door to me, but at that time he was staying with a girlfriend. Knowing my son like I do I was so afraid he would try to drive back home because he thinks he has to take care of his Mom. Who do children think took care of us before they were born?
He called to ask how bad it was where we lived and asked me to stay at his place because he knew I was having trouble with my heater. I promised that I would, if he would promise to stay where he was.
It was no easy task making my way from my place to his. It's really only a matter of a few feet. A few feet of solid ice that is. And how do I get down the stairs. You know, those stairs with no railings. Well this is how I did it -- very carefully.

You know how some Mothers get all disappointed and upset when their children can't make it home especially if it's a holiday, well I didn't. They were safe and happy and that's what makes me happy. So I just curled up with a good book, that is after slithering back and forth several times to get some of that good holiday food transferred from my place to his before I settled in.

I have to say that even though the storm was very bad it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Everything was encased with a thick layer of crystal clear shimmery shinning ice. Every branch of every tree glowed with beauty.

It's strange the way I felt that week at my sons home. Alone, but not lonely, all toasty and warm, staring through his big glass doors at the beauty of nature.
I found myself staring out there a lot.I somehow fund it soothing. I felt so totally at peace, that kind of inner peace that we all long for. I felt embraced by that home, like there was a loving presence there with me that I can not explain.
Maybe it was the aura of my son in that house or maybe it was God. I don't know,
I only know that I never felt that way before, nor have I ever felt that way since.