...I came into the world in the midst of a snow storm. Since then I have loved snow! I love the cold beauty of silent falling flakes, the clean white sparkle of a freshly fallen snow. This morning, I woke up to the first snow of the year. I grabbed my nephew, who is really seeing snow for the first time, and went and danced in the backyard. He giggled with me as the flakes covered our heads and tickled our noses. It is suppose to be warmer again tomorrow and the snow is already melting. But I think God knew how much the simple gift of snow would mean to me. He's pretty great like that. :)
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