Last night as I went to rehearsal for an upcoming performance of “Willie Wonka,” the temperature was around 53 degrees. A little rain fell during the day so the roads were wet, but it felt almost tropical for Minnesota. During the short few hours, snow started falling and the rain turned to ice. Brisk winds picked up. On the ride home, I could see the precipitation falling. It covered the remnants of autumn and cloaked the mulch with a starry like fantasy glow. Snow has a way of covering up the ugliness of life – even when it’s only temporary.
As a child, I remember running outside after the first snowfall and laying down in it. Arms and legs flailed up and down as I made fantastic snow angels. Then we’d pack the snow and roll it across the expanse of what used to be our lawn, and made a snowman. Snowball fights would follow and then creating a snow fort.
When you’re a child, the memories of past snowfalls are filled with fun and excitement. When you’re an adult and your body is basically falling apart, snow is anything but fun. It means getting out the shovel or snow blower – letting that brisk air freeze-dry your already wrinkled skin – feeling every bone in your body aching and screaming for relief. Not to mention driving icy roads and praying you’ll make it safely to your destination.
Somewhere between adolescence and adulthood, we lose the joy that involves snow. It’s really sad, but unfortunately we must face the responsibility of growing up. Still wouldn’t it be fun to run outside and make snow angels again? So what if I’m 75. I might just do it! Well, I could do it if I wanted to, but what happens if I can’t get up. I’d be stuck in the icy mass for six months – frozen in time – a giant ice block with eyes. Maybe I’ll just put that on my bucket list.
haha, so true. what was once magical is now only enjoyable from the inside of the house/not in a car 🙂
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Amen. Winters are long here and I guess we have to take the bad with the good😊
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just make sure you can get back up off the ground—I’d hate it if Paul had to use and ice pick and ax to extricate you from your angel pose…….
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And he would! Or maybe sculpt a younger version of me.😳
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An ice sculpture of jarjar 😜🤪
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I don’t know in which book, but C. S. Lewis had the same sentiments. He added something along the lines of this. “Watch the children. Children, and dogs, know what snow is for.”
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Haha. He always knew what to say❤️
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Always good to let the child out to truly appreciate God’s wonders (maybe get the grandkids to make the angels though while you stand and cheer! lol!)
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Great idea❤️ Though someday I might just do it!
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Why not, we should always be a little crazy at times!
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Thoroughly enjoyed that last paragraph and related so well. My first thought was go for it, girl…then reality sunk in and I thought if that was me, how would I get up! I do still enjoy the snow, but it’s not as formidable in So IL as in MN. I think at heart I will always be a child.
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lol ain’t it the truth. Inside our hearts we feel fit and strong. Then the cold wind blows and we are shaken into reality. I plan to never really grow up either😉
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I saw the national weather map yesterday and knew you were getting snow.
I got to enjoy snow again with my children, but now they’re getting too old to go out and play in the snow with me. I’ll just have to find another excuse now. J.
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You can plan a trip to Minnesota and we’ll jump into the snow together.
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I love Willie Wonka! I bet a play would be awesome
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There really are some good lessons on the story. It’s a fun show and the kind fa are great
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The kids are great😳
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🤣🤣🤣
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Willie Wonka is being done by kids as a musical and they’re all doing great. My last note to my you got messed up a bit
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That seems like it might be a complicated production to me. You must be very, very good.
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Part of a very very good team❤️
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You’re adorable! I love everything about you! God bless, dear! 🙂
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You are much too kind and I thank you.
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My grandson gave permission for the little ones to go out the other day. I could hardly keep quiet since it was probably somewhere around 10 degrees. I kept shut. And wouldn’t you know, they were out about 35 seconds then they came in saying it was too cold out there. I would have let them nag me all day. I’ve decided his was the better way. Gender and age do not always prove wisdom. 😀
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Thank you, dear friend❤️
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