A Few Reasons Why I Fled In Wake of the Blizzard

Have you guessed?

The answer is my grandchildren.

When I was on the phone with my daughter and heard the kids singing, I knew I was in the wrong place.  It was so quiet and depressing and yes, dark and cold at home.

Kids make a snow day fun.

So, when my daughter not only invited me over, she also said that she'd send her husband to get me, I started packing.

And by the way, this is the most serious blizzard I've seen in my 43 years in Israel.  It's over a week since the snow stopped falling, but there's still snow here in Shiloh and in Ofra and other places.  I even moved into a warmer bedroom.