It is by God’s grace we arrived safely. Indeed, we were the very last flight in from Naples to O’Hare Interational Airport. I have never walked down concourses so barren of people; restaurants were empty, gates were filled with empty chairs, and even the departures/arrivals signs posted only one word: CANCELLED.
To think that I have just left behind this:
for a snow so deep, and a wind so fierce, I can’t even take pictures of it tonight.
It’s a good thing I love winter. Almost as much as I love the sea.