Superstorm Sandy, the most devastating storm to hit in decades - maybe ever? - has left horror and destruction in its path. For a storm menacing enough to close the New York Stock Exchange for two consecutive days for the first time in over 100 years, the first happening as a result of the blizzard of 1888? Rampant fires, flooding, destructive winds and rain, record snows, far and widespread power outages, lives and homes lost, mass transits flooded out, cars scattered like leaves ... the list goes on and on, the cost of the storm incalculable. The photos I've seen depict the horrors of the storm's aftermath with haunting reality.
The mountains of West Virginia saw record snows for this time of year, but the Mountaineers of WV know how to deal with heavy snowstorms. Most were spared the kinds of destruction seen further north. My heart goes out especially to the victims of New Jersey and New York, those hardest hit. I pray for their comfort, healing, protection, and restoration to a somewhat normal life.
Our power flickered several times throughout the day. I got up at my usual time to discover the unexpected falling snow accumulating quickly. I took a few photos. The announcement came that schools would be closed for the day, so I let my son sleep. I had proceeded with my morning workout, my shower, my normal routine, until learning that trees were down throughout my community, on the roads, and the snow was piling up quickly. I texted my office and was told that court was cancelled, to stay put. Luckily I had my laptop and I could still work from home on transcripts.
While working on transcripts, sipping coffee and listening to the relaxing music of Winter Sonata on Pandora, I found myself constantly peeking at my open browser at the updates and photos of the storm's path. Horrible. Frightening. Grateful that I still had power, warmth, the protection of my home.
My
heart hurts as I think about friends who live in the path of those hardest hit by this storm. Are you okay? I wish I could talk to you. I need to know.
When does life return to normal for the victims after this unseasonal interruption with Mother Nature? We wait and see.
My favorite season, robbed of its glory by the interruption of winter weather. An event to remember for years to come ...