Enjoying It Anyway
This morning I dragged my tired bones out of bed, stumbled into the kitchen to get The Boss' milk, and looked out the window.
My heart began to flutter and excitement crept into my bones.
I felt like a little kid on Christmas morning.
It was snowing.
"What is going on?" I asked myself. It's not as if I haven't seen a TON of snow this year.
It's not as if I haven't been longing for Spring.
It's not as if the cold was welcoming to me.
I don't get it.
And then I figured it out.
I have a happy disposition. I love celebrating, and being happy, and rejoicing in every little thing around me.
Since my body knew that we are still in the middle of a few winter storms, it decided to enjoy it anyway.
Today has been a nice day.
Keith is asleep, I am sitting by the heater, and my house is clean.
I am going to get up and make some bread in a minute, because there is nothing in this world better than hot bread from the oven with soup during a snowstorm.
I love watching the flakes dance around each other finding their place in the blanket that covers my yard. Sometimes they seem to be racing, other times it is the most casual journey. I love that.
So despite my desperate longing for the sun, and the blessed heat, I am going to live up every second of these storms that are still coming, and enjoy the hot chocolate and snuggling with my husband, and the big hugs and kisses that my son seems to give when it is cold outside. I encourage you all to do the same. Let's be honest, in just a few short weeks we will be complaining about how hot it is, because that is how this blessed state works. Super hot summers, super cold winters, and lots of memories to be made because of it.
Picture from here