We thought we'd have time to run a couple of errands before the snow started, but it got here sooner than predicted. So we ran to the grocery store and drugstore as the heavy snow began to blanket the ground. The prediction was first that we'd have three inches. Now they're talking 8 or 10 inches by the time the warning ends at 4 p.m. on Monday. Snow and ice have also been falling in Missouri, where younger son will be driving today, assuming he doesn't leave his brother's house in Fayetteville, Arkansas, until this afternoon. He is driving old Bessie, and while I don't worry about his driving skills, I know only too well how Bessie can fishtail. She has no airbags. But she's big and heavy. And he's generally a careful driver. (His brother says he drives like an old woman.)
I'll worry until I know he's back safely.
Fortunately, one worry has ended. They've caught the escaped convict who has had Big Rapids terrorized for a week. He had stolen a car from a Ferris faculty or staff member and had made his way to Detroit.
I tried calling my sister Sally yesterday, but her phone rang one time and then someone picked it up and laid it off the hook. I could hear people talking in the background, but no one picked up the phone to talk to me. So I hung up. It stayed off the hook for hours. I finally gave up trying to call back and called my other sister. She says that my brother-in-law Arthur has been sick with a swollen leg. That worries me since that's a symptom of a blood clot.
Families. Nothing is more important than family, yet nothing drives us crazier and makes us more full of angst and anger. Without family, holidays are meaningless. I feel almost as if each of us is meaningless without the connections we make with others, and no connections are stronger than family connections, even when those connections seem to be broken.
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