photo courtesy of Joel Bock Photography
I love the snow.
I love that it makes our messy world look pristine.
I love it in the early morning hours when it makes everything quiet.
And I love it later when it makes everything loud.
I love the forced reminder to live only in the present moment. Because snow is ethereal. And temporary. And lovely. So we grab it while we can, knowing it’s going to leave sooner than we’d wish it gone.
Kind of like life.
But these days, I love the snow most of all for the rare sight of my two oldest playing with each other.
Giving as good as they get.
And laughing all the way.
Thank you, snow. You really are snow very fabulous for bringing our family together in fun, memorable ways.