Snowpocalypse: Take Time for a Text

Feeling alone in a blizzard?

Feeling alone in a blizzard?

Blizzards and ice storms and hurricanes are scary times. If they’re coming our way, we prepare as best we can: food, camp stove, warm blankets, lots of batteries. But sometimes that’s not all we need.

I have a friend back east where “Snowpocalypse” is hitting hard. We’ve talked several times over the last few days, but this morning, as she’s still watching the snow come down, she told me something else.


She hasn’t heard from her children at all.

She has no other family – she’s an only child and a widow. Her children are out west now, but they visit and have a good long-distance relationship.

None of them have called, or even texted, to ask how she’s doing.

In a centuries-old house with very little insulation, they didn’t ask how she’d stay warm if the power went out. It is also important to have a proper attic insulation, as it helps to keep a house warm in winter and cool during summer time. Got to for some tips.

She worried about the heat pump freezing up, but they didn’t know that.

She worried about a rickety carport roof, but they didn’t know that.

She was upset that the contractors hadn’t done their work in the last few weeks, but the kids didn’t know that.

She was very uncertain about what would happen, a bit panicked at times (my mechanically-minded hubby walked her though a few things), but got through it all right.  And her children still don’t know.

There’s not much these young adults could have done from far across the country, but an expression of concern and some moral support would have gone a long way to making my friend feel not so alone in the maelstrom.

If someone you love is in the path of a natural disaster, reach out – before and after, if not during.  Call.  Text.  Send a Facebook message.

But don’t let them go through it alone.


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7 Responses to Snowpocalypse: Take Time for a Text

  1. Jill says:

    Can I say “right on?” People have no idea of how much a short text can mean to a person living alone – especially an older person. Our daily messages, from nothing more than a smiley face to a 2 page document, early in the morning gives an extra push to start the day. It easily becomes a habit, one that causes great anxiety when you misplace your phone! Bless those who are considerate enough to remember their parents more than twice a year.

    • Jennifer Jensen says:

      And even those who aren’t oldsters – my youngest is realizing he likes more contact with us than he thought he would! And here’s a smiley face for you. 🙂

  2. Excellent advice Jennifer. I think sometimes we take things for granted. We assume our loved ones are okay because we’re so wrapped up in our own lives with everything life throws at us. Yet, what you said is so important. Especially as we grow older. We need our family and friends even if it’s just for moral support. 🙂

    • Jennifer Jensen says:

      Hi, Karen. Now that my mother is on her own, far away from most of us, we text every day. It’s morphed from “I’m up” into sometimes email-length missives, and it’s fun! I think being alone is hard and just the bit of contact helps in between our hour-long phone calls.

  3. I think Karen nailed it. It’s too easy to get absorb in life these days and to assume everybody is okay unless they send out a distress call. But you are so right. It feels good to have that moment of contact and to know someone was thinking of you. (And thanks for reaching out to me today, even though we weren’t in the storm’s path.)

  4. coleen says:

    Ditto what Karen said! It’s interesting how connected we all seem, everyone on their phones all the time…but obviously your post shows there’s more that needs our attention!
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  5. Jennifer Jensen says:

    It’s amazing what a little thing like a text can do, and it only takes a moment. But we think about it and then don’t do it, and then forget. But there’s an update: the kids did finally heck in with my friend – one today and one yesterday. Hurray! (and no, I don’t think they saw this post!)