I think I'm figuring out what cabin fever feels like. We have been snowed in for just over a week now. We have been without power, without heat, without diapers, without life sustaining medicine, without milk, without fruit and vegetables, without meat. We've been living on pancakes made with water. We have water. And I've realized, we could all be dead back here, and no one would know. We could be dead a week and no one would know. Well, except for the fact I was able to text Steadfast "no power" with my dying cell phone (can't charge them without power, you know)... He is off in California with Elizabeth and Mary. Working hard while the girls stay with my parents. So he knew we had no power and our phones weren't working. Had the power stayed off, he would have noticed, and caught the next plane home. When the power went back on, a sweet lady from church called. She asked how we were doing, and I told her we were unable to get out and we were without dia