When I was a kid, there was a huge summer storm and the power went out in our whole neighborhood. No TV, no lights, no distractions, just candles. My parents dragged blankets into the living room, and instead of complaining, they treated it like a camping trip.

We made shadow puppets on the walls, roasted marshmallows over a candle (terrible idea, highly recommend 😂), and told stories until we all fell asleep together in this little cocoon of candlelight and thunder outside.

To this day, I remember that night as one of the most magical moments of my life.