Extreme weather is of course dangerous and frightening, and I don't mean to make light of that, but it's usually more of an "inconvenience" than it is an actual danger... and the memories that are made during those "experiences" are fully worth it in my opinion. I love being holed up at home while the snow falls and falls and falls (worries about frozen pipes be damned), and then trying to force the front door open 3 days later, only to be confronted by a wall of snow and a silent white world. The sun comes out and it's a glorious time for fun and play, and it transports me straight back to childhood, when a "snow day" was the greatest thing in the world, and meant that the only agenda for the day was sledding and snowman building. It's even better as an adult, because it is one of the only times when you can legitimately say, "screw it, I can't get anything done anyway, let's just have fun."
Even if we did get a foot of snow, nothing would close here. Maybe Germans are a bit too efficient at times.