Warmth of a Winter Storm

As the day approached of our winter storm we all prepared with anticipation of what was to come. The hours went by and it seemed as if the storm would not be as bad as stated. The naked tree's became lined with snow, the cardinals were brilliant with their red coats, the lawn and streets began to turn white creating a blanket covering the earth. The snow was glistening white, and as the winds picked up the tree's began to sway - all the makings of a beautiful winter storm day. Suddenly the power was gone. What would we do, no TV, and no computer? It was wonderful - we sat and talked until late. For some we had a peaceful night sleep awaiting what the morning would bring. Knock knock on the door, wake up we have no power and the basement has flooded - please make sure you are okay. Up we were, not knowing my husband was up on and off all night to make sure the basement was okay, we began to scurry around. Realizing all was well I went to the store to get coffee and doughnuts. The warmth of the storm began, the neighbors were out - we talked all morning (outside in 30 degree temperatures) until the power went on. This was about 3 hours later. But, in the meantime our neighbors across the street had power, and they offered their homes for comfort. And we also borrowed power - running very long extension cords across the street to give power to our sumps to not flood or have to carry heavy buckets of water up the stairs and out the door. This is the warmth of the storm - knowing we have friends who care and offer a lending hand. The talks with the family and conversation with our neighbors in cold temperatures. I had other plans for the day but, it was nice to relax and chat.