So, when I was driving back from Morgantown on Sunday night the wind started picking up and before I knew it I was being buffeted across the highway by 75 mph wind gusts. I went into defensive driver mode, hands at 10 and 2, brow furled in concentration, as I watched leaves, twigs and debris sailing through the air and occasionally pelting my car.
Wow, I thought, Ike sure has a grudge against something. Then as I entered Columbus I thought something seemed weird. I realized it was that there wasn't any light. Now, I'm not talking about a few lights out...I mean NO light whatsoever. (500,000 people lost power that night).
As the spoiled, over-abundantly blessed brat that I am, I immediately thought, "Great, now what am I supposed to do? Wash my face in the dark?" I lit a candle, got ready for bed and slept, thinking it would last a couple hours. Try 24. It was actually quite amusing, and I totally laughed at myself for it. I had my candle, showering not knowing if I was using shampoo, trying to look through my closet to find matching clothes, reading my scriptures over breakfast. I lost all the food in my fridge (luckily my freezer made it).
And through it all I realized how incredibly lucky I am. I had to survive a few hours in the dark. Most of Columbus is still without power and will be until Friday. I didn't even have to bear the brunt of Ike like those on the gulf coast did. I didn't have a house destroyed or really lose anything (other than my flower box...I still don't know where that ended up).
I thank Heavenly Father for the many blessing He has given me, most of which I am entirely unworthy. I have such a wonderful life and so many things to be grateful for...electricity not being the least of them.