We spent the weekend in Nebraska--it was great to see family and friends again.
Our trip home was delayed by a day when an old-fashioned blizzard set in. It was the kind of snowstorm that I remember as a kid--viciously howling winds that seemed to laugh at your coat and snow that whitened everything in front of you.
But blizzards don't last. They let loose their anger and then it is forgotten, leaving bright blue sky above, and shimmering white snow below.
And what did we get from the blizzard? We got a blessing in disguise--another day to spend with our family and friends.
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