Boots on the Beach and in a Blizzard
Since I was a child warm boots have played a big part in my life. Actually, I started working for money when I was ten years old because I needed boots of my own. Well, this week has been no exception, I wore big boots, with cleats, in order to navigate the parking lot and reach my ride for the trip to the Grand Rapids airport. Dave and Shelly Steinmiller
Even though I was wearing boots for my travels, optimistically, I had packed a pair of open-toed shoes, for the trip to Florida. Willow, my youngest sister, lives in Florida and I was eager to see her and their new home. We had hoped there would be beach walking and a car show during my brief visit. Willow had helped me plan this trip months and months ago…with the date being selected because of the car show. They had wanted me to share the experience. As often happens, “the best-laid plans of mice and men” went into effect. For the first time in 50 years, the Car Show was canceled because of inclement weather. It was 40 degrees with 100% chance of downpouring rain. If you have ever experienced rain in Florida you know just how fast and hard a rain can spoil the day. Willow was very gracious so when there was a tiny break in the weather on Saturday, she drove me to a spot on the beach where I could actually put my boots on a beach. I love the Beach, and to be so close and not be able to walk miles by the water was sad, but we did give it a try…so cold, but nothing like Michigan when I returned.
The pilot who flew through the snow clouds and handled the windstorm that surrounded us was amazing. From my window seat, I could see nothing but fog and clouds as we flew over the midwest. Most of us read quietly, and my guess is many like myself, were praying. We all cheered and clapped when we finally landed safely. Being a pilot is a job that I would not want. I was one of the lucky ones who made it home before the 2000 flights were canceled. during last weeks blizzards and sub-zero cold.
Once Dave and Shelly picked me up Monday evening the weather was really becoming dangerous, Dave drove us through snow, ice, sleet, and drifts on 131…the visibility nearly zero. We witness multiple accidents but they got me home safe and sound. Thank you Lord
Once I got back to business, I manage to get stuck in a snow drift on Tuesday the 29th. Left my gloves in a vacant home during a showing. Then discovered the need for a new battery on the 31st. I also managed to slip and slide out to put up a SOLD sign on Cullys Trail. All in all, I am the fortunate one, not real damage anywhere. Just cold, now sloppy winter.
Good news the Punxsutawney Phil the famous Ground Hog, who lives in Pensyvaian, did not see his shadow so that is a promise for an early Spring.
I had hoped to think of some way to make this message funny or heartwarming, but today it is just the facts. I would certainly like to hear from you and how you have managed this historical winter thus far.
Blessings to everyone,