As my wife and I lay in bed this morning (our 8-year-old daughter snuggled between us), an alarming thing happened.
The lights went out. The ceiling fan rotated slowly to a halt. It was a power outage and we, along with thousands of others around the Dallas Metroplex, would be "trapped" for one more day indoors because of an ice storm and frigid temps.
The first thing that entered my mind was my laptop and cell phone, and how much battery power I had left for the day. I thought about wireless access, and how a lack of it would mean no connection to e-mail, work, and the outside world ALL DAY LONG!
I thought about how tragic this was for my children, that their poor souls would have no XBox, no Internet computer games, no television, and only limited battery life on their iTouch devices.
The stories they can tell their children one day.
I thought that we might spend an afternoon like the Waltons, or maybe the Swiss Family Robinson. We would play Scrabble or charades, or work on my 12-year-old son's Rube Goldberg project for science class. Maybe we would even read books or other primitive activities.
And then I awoke from the dream. The ceiling fan and lights came back on. The television and Xbox weren't that far behind. And of course I am back-and-running on the Internet.
It's back to life as usual in the Keffer household.
And there was such potential for something different in our lives today.
1 comment:
I completely know what you mean! The lights went out last night. I let several candles and was about to sit down to read when the lights came back on. I was so disappointed. It seemed peaceful with out lights and central air on. Oh well. Maybe I'll go camping when it is warmer.
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