So the Blizzard of 2015 hit Milton on Jan. 27 and for the first time in the history of the Milton Times, we closed the office due to weather.
The difference didn’t come from the intensity of the winds and snow. It came from changing priorities – mine.
So I am sitting at home today, typing on my computer, while my grandson sleeps in the next room. It’s his first nap of the day. He and I were up at 6:45 a.m., playing. Watching the snow dance outside my window, watching it pile up on the marsh, watching the river turn white. It’s a good day.
I’m not sure whether the office will reopen tomorrow. It just doesn’t seem to matter right now. What matters is finding where we left the “Wheels on the Bus” book before Finn wakes up.