Except I live in NYC and there was nowhere to go.
On Monday evening, as Sandy was on her way, we watched Governor Christie and then Mayor Bloomberg warn of what was to come, we ate dinner and my son and I settled in to play Monopoly. Soon, the lights started to flicker.
We had notification from the electric company that they may shut down electricity preemptively and were waiting to see what the surge would bring, but unfortunately, Sandy decided to take that decision into her own stormy hands and we lost power.
We lit a candle. We looked outside. It was surreal to see NYC, the city that never sleeps, be out. All we heard was wind and rain and sirens. Really, really not my favorite sounds.
We all huddled in one room and talked and I checked my phone often.
My phone battery was going down as I checked the various news sites. An hour or so later, after learning that NY1, a local news-station was down, I turned to Twitter. There, in 140 characters or less, I learned how we lost power and where the storm was. And at one moment, when I felt like I was starting to lose-my-ever-loving-mind, I tweeted a plea for anyone who’d been watching the news to tell me when Sandy was going to pass. And I got a response. The lovely @OHMommy let me know that the winds were dying down, that the surge would end at midnight and even threw in the hope of electricity. And I’m telling you, during that time of uncertainty, it was kind of awesome to reach out on social media and have my question answered.
In a night of fear and uncertainly, it made me feel a lot better.
I know that my family is very lucky. We are without power, but we are fine. We are all fine. And I’m so grateful to my friends on Twitter who reassured me with information when I really needed it.
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