We had our first snowfall here not too long ago. Two mornings ago we woke up to what most would call a “winter wonderland”. I on the other hand refer to it as a pretty pain in the butt most of the time!
If you’ve been reading my blog since last year you’ll know, I’m not a winter person. I don’t like feeling cold, the slightest chill puts me in a downer mood. I don’t like getting bundled up let alone having to take 30 minutes each kid to get them ready before going out anywhere and everyone looking like marshmallows. I don’t like the flues and colds, crisp wind and blizzards that come with our Canadian winters but I can’t do anything about it except face the winter.
On the other hand I do see how people like winter. It’s the season for celebrating Christmas, skiing, sledding, ice skating and snowman making. It’s beautiful to look at and amazing to photograph, kids love winter. I don’t play winter sports due to my hips but now, as a mother I can enjoy watching my kids enjoy their childhood winter activities with big smiles all the while. It’s not about me anymore.
See, I’m not a winter person but I don’t entirely hate it, I can’t hate the snowflakes that make my children laugh. I can’t hate that frosty my little girl worked so hard to build while I stand by freezing, proudly watching her imagination soar. I can’t hate the fact my son is amazed with the white stuff, even if his cheeks get red and little teeth chatter, he’s smiling and that’s all that matters. I can hate the cold, but I can’t hate winter.
Until next time…