It has rained for almost two straight weeks in my world. Rain isn’t terrible, and I know we need it, and sometimes I even like it. Sometimes, the rain feels right. But not when it rains continuously for days on end. Luckily the sun came out this weekend and the earth is starting to dry up, but I just saw the weather forecast for this coming weekend and, guess what? It just might snow again!
I love snow. It’s so beautiful and serene. I love how this fluffy white precipitation blankets the ground and demands that the world is quiet, even if for a moment. I love that the world is still as the flakes slowly dance down to the earth and touch every surface. I even love the next day when the sun shines so brightly that all the whiteness of the snow jumps up into your eyes. But perhaps my favorite thing about snow is that it forces us to slow down and relax, to take a look at life, to spend more time with those closest to us, to read a book, to give us an opportunity to reflect on ourselves. Slowing down also allows me to make a plan for improving something or even jumping right in to a new project.
I think about myself lot. Typing that out just now, I realize how selfish or narcissistic that sounds! But what I mean is, I’m constantly reflecting and processing on the person I am, the decisions I’m making, and my actions toward myself and others. I don’t need snow on the ground to do, but it’s certainly easier when I can’t go anywhere or do anything outside of my house.
I also find the cold to be refreshing. I’ve always been a fan cooler weather, maybe because I’m a December baby. But I love that to stay cozy in the winter, you have to bundle up or spend time by the fire. Heat is oppressive, cold is invigorating. Layers are my best friend.
I don’t even care about how wet and mushy everything will get again. I just want it to snow!
Anyway, I was hoping to have more substance to this post but the moral of the story is just that I love snow, so I’m keeping my fingers are crossed 🙂