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The weather forecast called for snow, but we didn't pay too much attention. But then, Mrs. O left a surprise in our mailbox. We read about Sadie and the snowman that she built, looked at the snowman building supplies given to us and wondered with great hope.
Daddy was expected to fly in that afternoon, and we had just left a doctor's appointment near Sophia's school, so we treated ourselves with drive through hot chocolate and picked up Sophia early from school. ( Thank God!) Then, ever so gently, white flakes started to fall as we made our way home.
By the time we pulled into the driveway, every little face held a smile. Leaving the news off, we celebrated the gift of snow with snow angels and a mini snowman.
By the time we tuned into the rest of world, the stories of people stuck in their cars had rolled on in. Mark's flight arrived around 4, and he headed onto the interstate. Our bigs continued to play outside ALL day, oblivious to the traffic nightmares happening all around us. Two inches of snow had fallen, and the roads....all roads....were gridlocked with wrecks everywhere. Mark debated stopping at a hotel, but figured most would be full near the airport. As he crept toward home, he debated puling off on an exit, but every exit was icy and filled with wrecked cars. He debated about stopping to sleep, but saw stopped cars surrounded by tractor trailers and abandoned cars. He made the decision to keep moving, and arrived home at 7AM the NEXT day! Two inches of snow had resulted in a scary all night drive, with us at home praying and feeling quite sorry for daddy!
After a big sleep and a Texas sized breakfast, we were finally together as a family, ready to enjoy the wonder of the "snowstorm".
So very grateful for the snowy surprise, Jennifer!
1 comment:
Wow, quite an ordeal for Mark. Great post.
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