The beauty, the beast

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I sat in my sun-filled “sunroom” this past Sunday morning, touched by the beauty that surrounded me.

With 18 inches in my backyard, I watched the beautiful icicles dripping from the gutters and observed the evergreens, whose branches were weighed down with snow. I was overwhelmed with the beauty of the scene.

As I watched the TV coverage of the blizzard of 2013, there were reports of a woman stranded in her car for 12 hours on the Long Island Expressway. Tears welled in my eyes.

While waiting to be rescued, she had written a goodbye note to her children and husband, fearing she would die before help arrived. How terrifying that it took so long to rescue her and the countless others stranded on the LIE in Suffolk County.

Then there was an 11-year-old boy who was helping his dad shovel and got cold. He went to sit in the car to warm up, but the tail pipe was blocked by the snow and carbon monoxide, an odorless gas, filled the car and sadly the life of an adored child was gone, snuffed out tragically.

It’s hard to fathom the destruction to so many lives in contrast to the tranquility before me.
How beastly the weather can be!

When I hear these reports it’s once again a reminder to tell the people in my life three simple words: “I love you.”