That promise was NOT to take down any of my Christmas decorations or the tree until it snowed.
To me, it seems that Christmas and snow are synonymous; snow is the proverbial icing on the cake when it comes to Christmas. It’s the glittery star placed on the pinnacle of the tree. Snow is the marshmallows floating in a cup of steamy hot chocolate.
Unfortunate for this holiday, there wasn’t any icing, glittery stars, or marshmallow froth.
To be honest, it was kind of a letdown.
However, when I awoke this morning, I had a migraine. It wasn’t yet light out, and I stumbled downstairs for some new medication that I got from my neurologist yesterday afternoon. When I got to the kitchen, I glanced out the window to see that it was lighter than it should have been at this early hour.
I drew in a gasp of wonder.
Crystalline flakes were drifting from the skies, and the park behind my house was laid out before me, beneath a blanket of snowy white.
I watched the snow for a few moments and felt a smile creep up my cheeks.
I ignited the lights on my Christmas tree, and I sat in my living room with a slew of music from the holidays wafting about the house.
And so this morning I share the photo I captured, and a playlist of Christmas music just for you.
Merry Christmas…but better late than not at all.