Playing Qwixx and other games by candlelight after Irma knocked out the power is a favorite hurricane memory. Just being in the storm with family instead of in our own place made it more adventure–less drudge/danger. Not literally, but in the way it felt.
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Storms are the things that can tear families apart, or bring them closer together, stronger for the weathering.
Your picture and words say much about your family’s strength and love.
I have a very clear memory of…ok, we’re going back in time: the NYC blackout of ’65 (I think). I remember reading a beautiful picture book of Abraham Lincoln by candlelight, and feeling very much like a young Lincoln myself, as he read by candlelight, too. It was a scary time for me, but at that moment I felt safe.
You’ve captured a lovely memory, Laura, and I’m glad it was that for your family. What a scary weekend that was!