There is something about the challenge that is so special for me; and I share that joy with my family…like it or not.
For a few hours, or even days, it is manageable. We’ve always had a gas stove; providing warmth as we collected around the kitchen table with candles and lanterns, blocking off the doorways with blankets as needed. Cards and board games work well here.
If there was a fireplace, it was good to tent an area for makeshift bedding. As kids, we had feather beds…no getting cold under those.
We are always well-armed with flashlights and batteries.
For years, we have kept a 5 gallon bottled water dispenser; and stored enough canned goods to feed a small army. Those foods always taste better under duress.
But for most of us, it is more of a lesson in survival without the everyday luxuries we take for granted.
It is an eye-opener, a challenge, and the stuff of memories. I welcome it, at least for a while.