in the midst of a swirling snowstorm. We have shovelled twice, and still the paths fill up with snow. Children are praying for more snow, a snow day tomorrow, no school.
last year the first snow was January 15 (the first real snow that lasted and covered the grass).
we are so blessed with a white christmas.
I feel happy, lucky, dancing around the kitchen with a glass of white wine while my husband cooks supper (that is another reason I'm happy).
Had a test to past this weekend, but the deed is done, all finished, think I passed with just under flying colours.
ok, breathe now. yesterday I was a shrieking mess, don't touch me don't call me don't ask me for anything I have to get this DONE
today I snuggle on the couch with my pooch and hubby, looking at all the snowmen and santa's decorating my mantle and shelves, and giggle inside
one more initiation of sorts, one more growing pain, one more stretch into where I am
here I am,