My comments on the cozy
Thursday, November 05, 2015
I woke up this morning with every good intent to workout. Truly. But we just got our first 'snowfall' in Colorado last night and there was something so unbelievably sublime about taking in the chill of the morning while laying under the covers in the dim lighting of the morning sun.
So, I laid there letting my mind wander around about all the things there are to love about the first snowfall. It had me thinking about my childhood and some of the memories that have stuck with me all these years:
-I remember the mornings getting up for school and when it was especially chilly outside, my dad used to throw blankets in the dryer so we could wrap up in them when he would make us a warm breakfast before school.
-I remember the times he would start his car to warm it up before piling us in to take us to school.
-I remember sitting in my parents house, in the living room, watching big beautiful snowflakes fall around my parents backyard out the big glass patio doors. It was always the pretties sights to see, especially around the holiday.
-I remember barely lit mornings coming into the living room to a fire going in the fireplace and my dad telling us that school was cancelled.
-I remember how peaceful and how quiet the world becomes when it snows. It's something I love and I enjoy the reverie of it all.
-I remember taking honey or maple syrup and putting it in the snow to eat like candy (this was before people started making a big deal about eating snow....please, never hurt me as a child).
-I remember on snow days, if my mom wasn't working, we would go to the library and rent movies and go home and bake treats while snuggling under blankets.
-I remember, as an adult, how much I just love to watch snow fall. How every time it starts, I don't hate it. I don't even dislike it. In fact, I enjoy it. It brings a sense of calm, quiet serenity to my life. I feel like I can slow down for a moment and just let the flakes fall like they do, travelling down to the ground, in whatever form or fashion they would like, taking their time to just exist. That's what I think about when I watch the snow fall. Thoughts of cozy warm fires, toasty blankets, warm bubble baths, hot cocoa, and that perfect person to just enjoy the slow serenity that is winter.
And then the snow boarding as well :)
Nothing to hate about winter friends except for maybe driving in it. But in my case, God gave me feet and a grocery store within a mile of my home. Bring on winter Lord, I am ready for it!!!
Peace and love,