It snowed in Houston last night. Really, it did. I’ve attached pictures to prove it.
Here is the highlight: Watching my daughter experience snow for the first time. Her enthusiasm and utter joy just filled me with happiness.
Once she finally agreed to be dressed appropriately, we couldn’t get her back inside. (This was a slight problem as bedtime came and passed.)
What is it about snow that gives one a sense of calm? (I recognize that many of you live in areas where you have blizzards, etc., and despise it after one month of winter, but I’m talking about the first snow.) With all of the stressful items going on in my life right now, I was at complete peace watching the snow fall. Almost like spring does, the snow gave me a sense of creating a blank slate, and that anything is possible.
Enjoy the pictures!