I like snow because it sparkles.
This is what a second grader recently wrote about the snow during this latest blast of arctic air that chilled almost the entire United States.
Simple. I like it. It sparkles.
I used to think like that, too, a long time ago. As a young child I can remember rough winters on the farm, snowed in for days at a time.
No furnace. Yes! We get to camp in front of the fireplace.
No lights. Awesome! We get to light those special candles Momma keeps in the cupboard for times like this.
No electricity. Cool! We’ll read and play games and use our imaginations together to pass the time.
Funny how time changes us over the years. The prospects of snow once sparkling with ideas of snow forts, snow angels, and snow cones are replaced with the heavier burdens of snow removal, snow make-up days, and snow repairs.
But what if we remember to think like that child of long ago. It’s really just perspective, isn’t it?
Daunting driveway. Yes! I get a free workout today.
Lost days at work. Awesome! I can work on that project I’ve wanted to finish at home.
Power out. Yay! We can have conversation aside from all things plugged in.
The burdens of winter will pass, as spring has proven to come year after year.
In the meantime enjoy like a child. Enjoy time. Enjoy people. Enjoy snow. After all, it sparkles.