Snowstorm
It was to have been a special day. Mom was home from work and the kids were home from school. We should do something special.
Let’s go tobogganing. At camp. It’s only 1.5 hours drive away and they have a super-fantastic hill.
Winter in Manitoba had been wicked so far. -40*C to -50*C wind-chill (or feels like temperatures) for almost an entire month. Friday was to be warmer. Only -12, feels like -20. It seemed perfect. Unfortunately, with the warming temperatures came snow.
“Mom, We need to leave at 12:30 so we can get there as soon as it opens.”
“I don’t know. There is a winter storm warning. The highway could have very little visibility.”
“But it’s not snowing that hard. It looks fine.”
So I contacted some people who live outside of the city to see what they thought of the road conditions. News reports and weather updates are guidelines. What were the roads that I wanted to drive like?
“It doesn’t look bad right now.” I heard from 2 different sources. “But we don’t know what the afternoon and evening will bring.”
I really wanted to go. I really wanted to make this day special. It was the last day of the winter break from school and I’d had very little time with them. I couldn’t make myself believe the weather forecasts.
At 12:28 the phone rang. It was my mom.
“Dad has locked his keys in the car at the grocery store, and the phone to OnStar is busy. Can you pick up the extra keys and take them to him?”
Glad that I was still home to help, my decision was now made. If OnStar was so busy with people in trouble, there was no way I was heading out anywhere.
Thank you God, for making my choice clear, in the midst of the storm.

photo by Shirley Bergen

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