Call me crazy, but I love the first snowfall of the year. I love the anticipation of it. I love watching out the windows for that first snowflake. Looking at the gray misty sky just wondering when the first flake would fall. When I was little my mom would always come and wake us up to the see the snow. There is just something magical about the first snowfall. Everything seems to pure and clean. Don't get my wrong, I hate driving in snow. I hate being cold. But I love the first snowfall. Since this first snowfall is supposed to be on Saturday, I can engage in my favorite snow day activities; snuggling with my kids and a warm blanket, hot chocolate, and movies (or hopefully a good book if the kids are interesting in the movie!)
I will be anxiously looking out my window tomorrow for the first hint of the flakes in the air. I am sure by the end of the day I will be complaining, but for a little while it is my favorite!
I am alive!
1 year ago
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