Ridin’ the Storm Out

Ridin’ the Storm Out

I’ll remember 2004, for a number of reasons.

Not the least of which, was hunkering down through three category three hurricanes (Charley, Frances, and Jeanne) in six weeks, while living in Celebration, FL.

There’s an eerie quiet, in the waiting hours before a big storm. Often, the day before a big storm is breathtakingly beautiful, a taunting false dawn before all hell breaks loose. The mundane activities of daily life oddly continue right up until the big blow – soccer games, trips to the theme parks, visiting friends.

Now, twelve years on, I’m preparing to mark another set of bucket list items off the master list: first Nor’easter, first two-foot snowfall, first blizzard.

This particular quiet before this storm, reminds me every bit as much as those tropical precursors a dozen years ago.

We’re doing the mundane. Watching the news. Getting out the snow melt and shovels. Even going to a basketball game in a few minutes, in the hopes that the weatherman is right about when the bottom will drop out.

Will it be as bad they say it will be? Probably.

We’ll ride it out and hope for the best.

And mark it off the list.



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