ow glorious is it to wake up to snow. I can remember as a kid praying like mad for a snow day. I would even settle for a 2 hour delay. Snow days came few and far between growing up in Raleigh, NC so when one came it was epic regardless of the measurement on the ground. My prayers were answered and then some when I was 14 and 22 inches of snow came our way along with my Dad’s worst nightmare: a couple inches of ice. We lost power for a good week but I barely noticed. I remember not being able to contain my excitement. I must have burned through all our snow gear in the first 2 days. Our dryer was on constantly. I wasn’t even opposed to wearing my brothers snow gear and the possibility of the boy I had a crush on seeing me. I feel I was at the right age where I was willing to act like a child but still on the verge on becoming a rotten teenager. So the timing and my age were perfect because otherwise I think my silly teenager mind would have prevented me from having as much fun as I did. My dad got the power back on eventually and my Mom couldn’t make enough hot cider or hot chocolate. My sisters and I were only in the house to sleep, eat, and of course the bathroom. But other than that we saw no purpose being inside. The idea that the snow and ice would go away kept me outside as much as possible so that in the end I could go to sleep happy knowing I had sled down the hill enough times.
Now I’m 23 and there hasn’t been an epic snow like that since but we have had our fair shares of good attempts by Mother Nature. The excitement comes creeping back and then I realize the chances of work being canceled is far more impossible than school being canceled. And I have to remember that I don’t have snow gear or sleds and that the chances of me sledding day after day for 2 weeks probably won’t happen again. But I still love the first time I walk outside after it has snowed. The quiet is deafening and I feel like I am the only one there. I went out at 6:30 this morning to snow and just soaked it all in. I love the feeling that the snow, a true natural gift from God, has covered my world as I know it and I honestly feel as if it’s just me and Him. Truly one of the most beautiful and serene feelings.
