The ocean is so theraputic, isn't it?
This has indeed been a long, emotional week.

Big hugs.
xoxo

I'm glad that you have your power back and that you're safe and sound.

My hubby and I are Hokies and some of the best years of our lives were spent on that campus. We now live a mere 30 minutes away and are truly devastated that something so awful could happen in our quiet part of the world. But Hokies are strong and WILL prevail thanks to all of the wonderful prayers from around the world.

Pioneer life is over-rated. My dad built a log cabin, and it had no power. I lived in it on the weekends, imagine a 9 year old with a kerosene lamp. Oh yeah and no running water for at least 5 years.

Pioneer life is under-rated. I loved how quiet it was. I loved how cool it was that I was considered responsible enough to use a kerosene lamp. We would play pitch by lamp light and listen to Prairie home companion on the battery powered radio.

Glad your power is back on Sandy!

Yep, I was wondering about you... whenever things start to look damp at my house, I figure you've probably got it twice as bad. :-( But I'm glad your power is finally back on! :-)

i've been thinking about you since i know you live so close to the ocean. i'm glad to hear though that you got your power back.

i'm a little numb about what happened at VT. i can't comment coherently.

We deal with tornadoes here in the South, being without power is definitely not fun...but sure gives you a lot of contemplative quiet time...something we don't seem to have much of these days between all the business of making a living, all the technology, etc. It is good sometimes to have time to sit and contemplate all the blessings we have in life and to appreciate those that we have around us!!

It is a sad time indeed regarding the situation in VA., just so very, very sad!!

It's horrible -- At my kids schools, they do practice drills for emergencies such as this -- I just can't my head around such senseless tragedy.

It feels like the world is all akimbo, doesn't it? Sigh...I don't even know how to respond.

I do need to say that the picture of the bench mostly submerged is CRAZY.

My kids are home on spring break at the moment, and we've all been housebound since Sunday. Under normal circumstances I would be ready to cheerfully toss them all out in the rain to play at this point ("I don't care if the wind is pushing you around! Weigh down your pockets!"), but this week I'm basking in their presence. Squabbles and all.

Glad you got your power back on. I think the towns near the water were hit by this storm worse than we were.

Glad you have your power back!

What happened in Virgina is truely sad and horrifying. My heart goes to the familys who lost children and to the faculty and students.

I always have a sense of security sending my kids back to school. Maybe it's a false sense :( It's a miserable world out there and I AM a positive person.
Li

Freakin Norma.. she's a whitty one!

I thought of you during the storm because I knew how bad you got the rain and flooding last May. We lucked out this time, I can't imagine how much snow this could have turned into.

The VTech shootings hit home for us as we have a few past students who attend VTech now, we are lucky though as they are ok.

Even knowing they were safe, it was a relief to actually hear their voices. I just can't get past being one of the waiting parents, for that phone to ring and knowing that as the wait gets longer the likelihood of it being my child getting smaller. Both of my girls are in big cities, and although I am not a worrier of things I have no control over (it's called denial), if I think about it too much, knowing that Meagan takes the train from Cambridge to her dorm in Boston after midnight sometimes, I would make myself sick. There is always the backround feeling of potential stuff that could happen. But these kids, in a small town, out there in the middle of the woods where you would take safety for granted makes it even sadder.

I agree, those children are our children, and the families' grief is our grief.

Gillian just called me (while I was typing this) to tell me a funny story. Usually she will say "Wanna hear a funny story?" and my response if I am busy is "sure, be quick." Today I said, "I would love to!" with genuine enthusiasm. And then I laughed and laughed. How lucky am I?

Thank goodness for cell phones and vibrators.

And I was able to make a funny, but now I'm silent again. I'm having a hard time with all of this. Hugs to you, Dearie.

Thank goodness you got power back! Can you imagine trying to turn butter? Or do all laundry by hand? No thank you! I'm so glad ya'll are safe and sound.

Oh, and regarding the lovefest... Too damn bad! :p

/hugs&runs

It's a tragedy of horrific proportions. Hannah is away on a school trip and was actually in Virginia yesterday. You should have seen me frantically looking for a map of Virginia when the news broke. She'll be home tomorrow night and you can bet she'll be getting a big old hug - whether she wants one or not.