let it snow

I had to have a heart to heart with myself last week. It was the first time in my life that the first snowfall didn't give me the giggles. Last year was hard - a cooped up, stuck at home, stranded kind of hard. In Montana snow was snow and you go about doing everything you would otherwise. But the circumstances are different here, which makes it much more lonely.

So when those first snowflakes began to fall, my heart sunk. I felt like the magic of it was lost in the gloom of last winter.

And then I opened my eyes. I saw my children, I saw their excitement, I saw their giggles of joy. The magic wasn't lost, it was misplaced. It was given a better home. The best part of all is that they took my magic, multiplied it among themselves, and transferred it back over to me.

A world without children would be awfully lonely, glum, and so so serious. My children are here to remind me of the important bits in life, to remind me to rejoice and sing - let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

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