Thursday, February 14, 2008

This too shall pass...

We had the snowstorm of the century last night. It was a mess! The wind was blowing snow everywhere. There was zero visibility and giant snow drifts all over. Rob was supposed to go to work and was trying to wait it out. Finally an hour after he was supposed to leave he decided to brave it and he headed out. This is what it might have been like for him as he made his way to the freeway.

As you can see in this picture the giant drifts that were created in a short amount of time. They were everywhere. There were cars that were caught in these drifts and hundreds of rescue efforts trying to get to people stuck in the snow.

As Rob was driving 25 miles an hour he was listening to reports of the chaos everywhere. They were pleading with people to stay home unless there was an emergency. They couldn't take anymore messes. Rob was trying to see the road and was spinning the front tires of the van just to get it up the hill. He called to tell me he was going to turn around at the next opportunity. That opportunity came and left as it was blocked by a snow drift. It was terrifying for him and myself as I talked to him. He finally came upon the next available exit and had to gun it through the snowdrift blocking it. As he tried to get back on the freeway heading home he saw that it was blocked also. There was a semi stuck in the snowdrift that was blocking it. He pulled into the nearest gas station to assess the situation and try to figure out how he was going to get home. He was among the thousands of stranded motorists who were not going ANYWHERE. He was gearing up to spend the night in the van at the gas station. He was only 10 treacherous miles from home but he couldn't get there. Thirty minutes later he notice a snowplow coming. He gave a sigh of relief as he realized that the snowplow was going his way. He got behind him and followed him all the way to the home exit.

As I placed myself in his shoes I thought of the agony of getting back onto that road and making that terrifying journey home. I don't know that I could have. The roads were so dark, uncertain and dangerous. But yet if Rob wouldn't have he would never have gotten back home. It was a cold and despairing thought.

There are often dark moments in life and as we face them we have to realize that we need to move forward. We may not be able to do it alone and we may need a snowplow to show the way when there is zero visibility, but if we don't take those opportunities when they come then we may become entrapped as the motorists below.

Rob and I realize that we have had many snowplows show us the way. We are grateful to each and everyone of them. We hope you know who you are.


Anonymous said...

How many swears did you say last night? I think you need vin-ger!


Anonymous said...

Dam! Thats a lot of snow.

JerBear & Co. said...

I miss the snow:-( But I hate having to drive in it like I did on the way back from UT just before Christmas.

Wendy in Alaska said...

Great story Bonbon and boR. Glad you made it home. This sounds like a Wyoming storm...the norm.

Glad we don't have wind often here....I'll take lots of snow with no wind versus lots of wind and a little snow.

Tamster said...

That's probably more what it's like here, Wendy--lots of wind with a little snow. We'd like to see more snow, but it is just soooooo windy here all the time; the snow doesn't fall the same way here as it TYPICALLY does in Utah. I'd like a normal Utah snow! Oh, well. We can't always have what we want. :-)

Anonymous said...

One of life's valuable learning lessons. WoW

Pineapple Princess said...

I hate snow dams. That is why we moved to az.

All joking aside, I am so glad Rob was ok. What a great analogy with the snow plow. Keep warm!

sharebear said...

I know, I know, what would you do without me??? :)-
Sometimes I miss the snow. But then I think of my little run in with the road barrier and I'm glad I don't have to drive in it right now.
love the analogy.

Huck Finn & Co. said...

You could use that for a very inpiring talk in church. The road really does get dark and scary sometimes, lots of roadblocks. Thank goodness for snowplows.

Cory said...

Bon Bon,
I must say I'm impressed that you actually did a serious post for a change. When I first read it, I thought, "I don't get it." Then I realized there was no humor to get. j/k.
Good story. One of those stories you can tell your kids about. Thanks!


P.S. How is Rob's annual supply of swear words? All used up?

Tamster said...

So how many come in an annual supply anyway? Is it like one per year? One per month? Week? Day? Hour? Minute? Second? (I've known some people before who probably used about that many. They must have been borrowing from others!) Anyway, I'm just curious so that I know how many I can loan out to you who may be low and need some! ;-)

BonBon said...

Corie, Rob says he didn't have any to use because I always use all of his before he can. Sorry you couldn't pick out the humor in this story.

Tami, I base my usage on an average of 3 per week. I have been trying to cut back but haven't been able to. Rob says he will borrow some of yours if you have any left.