A few months ago... as we stepped onto our porch at about 8pm we saw the power arc at the end of the street. You could hear it, and then the explosion.
Then all the lights went out ~ as far as we could see.
We opened up the door to our dark house, fumbling around for a flashlight. Within a few minutes the house was glowing- pop lights in the kids rooms and candles in the rest. There was a peaceness (is that a word?). No TV's, computers, phones.
It was almost magical looking, the flickering warmth. While I did fear the thought of my freezer melting slowly, I was in no rush for the power to come back on. It did. 40 minutes later.
A few days ago... I found a few jumbo packs of tealights from Target and Ikea. I buy them all the time - for special occassions. Then I thought...
dinner with my family is special
They cost pennies and I have hundreds.
So now, each night I light them.
Just a few... here and there.
Don't wait for a special occasion.
Make one.
