It is nasty outside. We are in the midst of a storm, a northeaster, here in Massachusetts. The clouds are dark and grey. The sky is releasing heavy torrents of rain. The wind is howling above and the branches of the trees that are violently swaying back and forth, will soon be covered with up to 6 inches of heavy layers of snow, (if the meteorologists predictions are correct). In Boston and on the Cape and the Islands, the three high tides, above normal sea levels coming during the next 24 hours are causing panic due to the very real potential of astronomical flooding. There is the risk of large trees falling. Numerous streets are already closed with many more to come. Probably, before this is over a State of Emergency will be declared.
And so, as the Storm Force Teams on our beloved local stations drone on to warn us about this “Historic March Megastorm, “Snowpocalypse” and “Bombnado” it’s no wonder we tough New Englanders run to our local grocery stores and stock up on bread, water, toilet paper and whatever else we believe we will run out of…by tomorrow.
It really is a strange phenomenon. Those of us who have lived here all of our lives should be used to this. Extreme winter weather is just a way of life in this part of the country. We get torrential rain, hurricane force winds and major snow storms all season long.
Sure, it is a big storm with the potential for damage, power outages and loss of property, especially for those who live on the coast. But tomorrow morning, as this storm moves out and the sun reveals whatever damage is left in its wake, won’t we do what we always do?
We will rise above it. We will roll up our sleeves and get back to work like tough New Englanders always do.
So in the meantime, as the storm rages on, I hope everyone stays safe and warm. I hope we maintain electric power and avoid any catastrophes. And I send up prayers for those who need shelter and hope they find it. I send thoughts for safety and strength to those who work in these storms, our police and fire departments, our plow drivers and those who keep the streets as clear as possible. And for those of you heroes in roles of “essential personnel” who cannot leave work because there are people who depend on your presence, thank you for who you are, and when you do leave work, drive safely home.