Welcome Joan’s Journeyers! A White Christmas arrived early in Baltimore — Dec. 8, 2013, to be exact. I spent Sunday afternoon watching television as the Baltimore Ravens battled blinding snow and the Minnesota Vikings, and watching beautiful, fluffy snowflakes cascade past my window.
Paying attention to the Ravens’ game and to the snowstorm are unusual occurrences for me. But that Sunday afternoon as I contemplated Baltimore Bucket List 3, I realized I’m moving across the continent and away from East Coast snowstorms and Ravens football. With these thoughts, List #3 evolved into: Enjoy the Sights, Sounds and Scents of Each Season.
Enjoying the Season
Following the Ravens’ win, I ventured outside where the white snow glistened against the gray sky. I took a deep breath and inhaled the cold, fresh air. I took a picture of my very own Christmas tree provided by nature and decorated with icicles. I felt really proud of myself for not being annoyed by the inconvenience of the storm.
My serenity lasted until the next morning, when I awoke freezing cold. The weight of the picture-pretty snowfall downed power lines. My building had no electricity, no cable, no WiFi, no phone landline, no ability to recharge my cell phone or iPad, and no electricity to open the garage gate.
I had no choice but to bundle up and to invite kitty Mia to snuggle and stay warm with me. By late afternoon, I turned on my seven trusty flashlights bought following a power-outage two winters ago. Just as I was telling Mia we were as prepared as Eagle Scouts for the dark, cold night, the power joyfully returned.
A Change of Attitude
In 2011, an earthquake, lightening strike, and winter and summer storms with extended power outages were my impetus to move to senior housing. I decided I no longer wanted to endure the inconveniences and possible dangers of living alone. My commitment to move has not changed, and when my condo sells, I will move to senior housing. But for now, I’ve had a change of attitude.
While in Baltimore, I will relish the sights, sounds and scents of each season and share them in Joan’s Journey. In my upcoming installment, I also share the story of my holiday at senior housing in two snowless climates: Holiday Villa East of Santa Monica and The Broadmoor of San Francisco.
What sights, sounds, and scents do you recall or relish this holiday season? Seniorhomes.com and I look forward to your comments in the Comment Section. Until our next post, enjoy your journey day-by-day.
Written by Joan London, a freelance medical and social service writer, who plans to move with her rescue kitty Mia across country to senior housing. Follow her entire series, Joan’s Journey: The Search for Senior Housing, on SeniorHomes.com.