"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass....

it's about learning to dance in the rain."

I read that on another caregiving blog. But, boy is it hard some days to dance in the rain!

Our magical snowfall of yesterday has turned into an icy downpour. The trees look pretty, but there's a nor'easter brewing and that means more snow before day's end.

No matter how pretty the trees, bushes, clothes lines and power lines look covered in ice, that's a recipe for disaster. Heavily coated power lines break - and that means a power failure. Definitely not good for someone on an oxygen concentrator. Oh, we have a back-up system - that's an absolute must - but it's still a worry.

Days like this I truly appreciate being a grandma - I don't have to rush out in this yukky slippery weather to go to work. I can stay at home, warm and cozy, relaxing with my hubby.
However - just because I don't have to rush out to a job, doesn't mean I have to stay home, does it? Apparently not - weather notwithstanding, I decided to visit my daughter. It's her 33rd birthday today!!

Hubby looked a little forlorn as I merrily jumped into the car, birthday gift stashed in the backseat and carefully backed out of the garage. I think he was worried about the icy power lines snapping and leaving us without power ( a very legitimate concern)!

Well, I didn't get very far when I realized that this was no day to be on the roads. The weather report was right (for once) and it was better to go back home. Cars were skidding ahead of me and someone was in the ditch, awaiting a tow truck. So, I turned the car around and went home. So much for my venturing out to enjoy a birthday lunch with my daughter.

As a matter of fact, 33 years ago today we were also in the middle of a snowstorm. That didn't stop my baby girl from being born - and in the middle of the night too!

I tried dancing in the rain today, but ended up going home, waiting for the storm to pass.