A year ago last week, my daughters and I flew to New York to spend what we thought would be three wonderful days in the Big Apple. Yes, it was a little crazy to think sight-seeing in the middle of winter was a good idea, but I was itching to get out of town after another holiday without Paul. So, when Elise suggested we go to New York to see the Broadway musical, Anastasia, I thought, why not? It was a chilly 20-something degrees when we arrived at LaGuardia the morning of January 3. We were already hearing reports of a winter storm headed our way, but we remained undaunted. At that moment, the sun was shining through blue skies, our hotel was in the heart of Manhattan, and we had tickets to see a highly acclaimed play that evening. We were anxious to absorb the energy of urban life.…