We got about six inches of snow while I was working the midnight shift last night. I trudged home on foot as the sun was barely starting to rise. A couple people were already shoveling at 7:30 on a Sunday morning, but most sidewalks were uncleared. I was wearing low cut shoes, so my ankles got cold. But it was still a beautiful walk.
My wonderful grandson shoveled us out while I slept. This is the first season he has been big enough to do all the shoveling by himself. My son, meanwhile, was out looking for shoveling gigs all day before he went to work. He likes to pick up some extra income with his strong back. My son's MIL, who lives with us, was nervous about driving but had the courage to go to her Christmas party anyway.
The snow affects our lives a lot, but overall it's a benefit and a blessing for my family.