I grew up in an area where the snow fell heavily. The ground was white pretty much straight from Thanksgiving, until the bulbs started peaking out in April. The schools didn't shut down and everyone had snow tires. My sister and I prayed for snow that would go up past our waists and our prayers were answered on a regular basis. We spent our days playing outside, coming in to get warm, while my mom hung our clothes by the fire to dry. A few hours later, we were back outside again and that was normal life. One day, the snow froze and it was hard enough to walk on top of. We heard a rumor that you can get a sun tan from laying out on the snow so, we gathered our beach towels, changed out of our warm clothes and into our swim suits. I respect my mom for letting us just be kids and learn that laying out on the snow is cold.
We moved when I was in high school and winters have never been the same. Where we live now, we're lucky if we have a few days of snow per year and I think we've only had one white Christmas.
For a few days, the weather guys have been predicting a big snow storm for our area. I love it when they are right but, I'm skeptical by nature. This morning when I woke up, I was happy to see about an inch of the pretty white stuff on the ground. The world seems more quiet and peaceful when it's snowing and I think the calmness rubs off on me. By noon, we had over 6 inches and now we have about nine. Do you know how happy this makes a snow-girl like me??? Seriously, you won't hear me complaining about too much snow. Bring. It. On. More snow, please!The only thing I'll complain about is when it starts to melt. Seriously, I'd be happy to stay home and feed my family whatever I can scrape up from our cupboards for however long.
Paisley played in the snow for a little while and then she started getting upset because she was falling down like every other step. I ended up being able to wear her on my back for about an hour. She was bundled up and totally content. Our neighbor offered to make me a latte. Seriously, I get to wear my baby, while I play in the snow and drink a latte at the same time? Happiness.
So, here's my request.....
Snow, please stay.