For some people in the South, hearing the word “snow” excites them. It does not snow much here in Georgia (some winters we can go without ever seeing a snowflake), so when it snows here, we are fascinated by the rare beautiful scenery it creates. And, of course, you can hear screams of delight when the list of school and business closings scrolls across the bottom of the TV.
As a worry wart, though, I found much to worry about during the January snowstorm that hit the state. What if I have to get out in the winter weather and then have an accident? My car could slide into another car or run off the road into a ditch. A car could run into my car. What if I make it to my destination safely, but then slip on the ice and crack my head (which is something that happened years ago to someone my mother knows). What if someone I know has to get out in the bad weather and something happens to them?
As my husband and I watched the snow fall and turn to ice, I was amazed by the number of cars driving on the ice, especially after repeated pleas by public safety officials to stay off the dangerous, slick roads. The number of cars wasn’t anywhere near the amount usually on the road, but still... Where were these people going? What was so important that these people had to risk their lives?
After the snowstorm had subsided, I decided my husband and I should venture outside and make some photos. I didn’t get very far, though. The moment we stepped outside, our shoes were on ice. While my husband gradually made it to the sidewalk, I remained behind, eagerly wanting to follow him. But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. I knew of someone who had had a serious head injury as a result of slipping on ice, and I didn’t want to end up in a similar situation.
So a day that should have been relatively stress-free somehow ended up more stressful. That’s not how a snow day should be! How do so many people seem to be so calm during these times of inclement weather?
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You have the "worry" gene - It's been passed down to both of us through many generations, going all the way back to Charlemagne, no doubt!
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