Lindsey Rae Writes The Day: #Blizzardof2015
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#Blizzardof2015
My goodness, those poor people. Though I'm sure thousands of children are excited to be out of school for weeks, many parents and other people in the Northeast are preparing and worrying about the several inches and even feet of snow that are coming their way.
When I was younger, snow was so exciting. We got to sled, build a fire, drink hot chocolate and maybe get out of school the next day.
It seems like the older I get, the worse the snow is getting. Last winter was probably the worst winter of my life. Though I lived in St. Charles, Missouri while attending undergraduate school, I liked to come home to Southern Illinois and visit during the weekends.
There were too many times to count that a weekend got cut short or I slipped and slid all over the roads getting caught in a snow storm. The highest it ever got up there while I was there was 10 inches. I stepped outside and half of my leg disappeared. Again, to a child, this is fantastic news, but as an adult, it's almost terrifying.
It takes a lot more for college to call a snow day. And of course, I picked a profession that never sleeps, so work will never call off. It's hard to adapt when you've spent your whole life praying for snow, then suddenly, you are praying it stays away so you and everyone else that <em>has</em> to travel will be safe.
The Midwest is full of children, and adults, that are praying against me when it comes to snow, but I do hope that everyone in the Northeast part of the country is well prepared, stays safe and doesn't worry themselves to death.