I’ve been in several accidents over the years and I have the scars to remind me of the worst ones. I also have a few emotional scars from some experiences I’d rather forget. Scars are part of life.
This morning it occurred to me that this winter has left some scars. There are many who have suffered pain and injury and sickness and economic losses this winter that will not soon be forgotten. They have learned some survival lessons that will become part of their standard practice in winters to come. I once asked Gary’s cousin in Iowa why she had so much water and food stored in her basement. She looked at me calmly and said, “Have you ever been snowed in for a month?” It was a difficult scenario to imagine, until the experience of this winter.
While we have not been snowed in for any record length of time, I think everyone has learned that even a few days warning can be vital for health and safety. I rushed to the pharmacy Sunday afternoon when I realized that I would be out of blood pressure medication just as the weather was predicted to go from bad to worse. My friend postponed a doctor’s appointment. Another changed her mind about traveling out of town. We have all been forced into a “one day at a time” approach to each week.
And our little problems have been nothing compared to those of other parts of the country. I would probably be sitting in a corner with a blanket over my head if I had to suffer through what many of those in the east and south have had to endure. I truly admire their courage and strength.
Of course some people will put all of this behind them when the sun begins to shine and the warmth of summer returns. But others will not soon forget this winter and the lessons it has taught. I know I won’t.