We got a little bit of snow this week. I couldn't be more thrilled.
Most people know two very important things about me.
1. I am like a fish, and need to be in water often, or I dry up
2. I love snow!
I am not exactly sure when my love for snow and the winter started, but as long as I can remember snow always promised adventures and excitement. To quote one of on my Favorite TV Shows, Gilmore Girls. " We go back snow and me. We have a beautiful history"..
The possibility of a snow day is always lurking behind those clouds.
I have wonderful memories of waiting for the telephone to ring at 5:30am and knowing that meant we didn't have school! We would all then go back to sleep. Later as a family we would bundle up to our assigned chores. The 4 of us would track through the snow and shovel our respective areas. The goal would be to create the biggest pile of snow possible, so Shawn and I could build a fort in the weeks to come. It was always guaranteed that Jim's Doughnuts were on the menu for Brunch and Snacks! Dad would get his Tim the tool man Taylor Grunt on, pop his green blazer into 4 wheel drive, and go flying through the snow banks on his quest for the best doughnuts around. Once shoveling was done, it was imperative that we quickly made it back to the cemetery across the street from us to go sledding down "killer hill", while mom cross country skied. It had to be done then, or the snow would melt the next day and we would lose the opportunity to play.
I have wonderful memories of waiting for the telephone to ring at 5:30am and knowing that meant we didn't have school! We would all then go back to sleep. Later as a family we would bundle up to our assigned chores. The 4 of us would track through the snow and shovel our respective areas. The goal would be to create the biggest pile of snow possible, so Shawn and I could build a fort in the weeks to come. It was always guaranteed that Jim's Doughnuts were on the menu for Brunch and Snacks! Dad would get his Tim the tool man Taylor Grunt on, pop his green blazer into 4 wheel drive, and go flying through the snow banks on his quest for the best doughnuts around. Once shoveling was done, it was imperative that we quickly made it back to the cemetery across the street from us to go sledding down "killer hill", while mom cross country skied. It had to be done then, or the snow would melt the next day and we would lose the opportunity to play.
As we got older, we would have crazy sleep overs being snowed in with my best friends. Or while we were in high-school we would pray an epic snow storm would hit while we were up at snow camp, so we could stay another day , just us staff. In College snow meant dorm pranks and movie marathons.
And even now, a major blizzard means for 24 hours, I am guaranteed to not have to think about work.
Snow became a theme in Dan and My relationship. I can personally claim responsibility for the 15 snow storms that we experienced in 2011 (PS never challenge God on anything...) The first time Dan accidentally said" I Love you," was during a monster of a snow blizzard. The moment I realized Dan was a man I could see spending my life with, was on the side of a mountain, while we were skiing and snow boarding in the snow.
Oddly enough it even snowed for just a few minutes on an April Easter, the day we got Engaged in 2012.
Oddly enough it even snowed for just a few minutes on an April Easter, the day we got Engaged in 2012.
Well today another bout of snow promise.
This month has been absolute insanity. I had worked the past 28 days with only one day off. Well the Blizzard on Tuesday ensured me another sanity day off. Well due to the snow, it made some crazy changes into our schedule. We got a call on Thursday night from our case worker from DCF. She wanted to schedule a in home Visit Pre- screen right away, in attempts to help qualify us to start taking training classes next Tuesday. This adoption process got real, quick.
As you can imagine my stress and anxiety was sky high. Coming home and trying to turn our house into something impressive was a big task. Thanks to my mother and Dan, we got the job done.
*big exhale*
As you can imagine my stress and anxiety was sky high. Coming home and trying to turn our house into something impressive was a big task. Thanks to my mother and Dan, we got the job done.
*big exhale*
Right on time, we got a call from our case worker. Somehow she missed our house and couldn't find us. I ran outside to meet her, so she wouldn't miss it again.
While waiting for our case worker to turn around in the sea of one way streets of Beverly I stood and prayed. This was becoming very real and a bit over whelming. I stood outside in my short sleeve black shirt standing in the snow, waiting to take the next step of an epic journey in our life.
While waiting for our case worker to turn around in the sea of one way streets of Beverly I stood and prayed. This was becoming very real and a bit over whelming. I stood outside in my short sleeve black shirt standing in the snow, waiting to take the next step of an epic journey in our life.
It was then I noticed it. I looked down and found one solitary snow flake had taken home on my shirt. I was able to see the intriguing details of its design and creation. I was able to see the beauty of its clarity and size. That is when it hit me.


My God takes such care and precision when he creates the beauty of a solitary snow flake.
How much more time and love does he take in my life. He already has this entire story worked out for His glory. The beauty in these flakes help remind me how much he Cares about not only me, but the child(ren) that He has chosen for us in this adoption case. It was just the courage and reminder I needed, right at that moment. And all this lesson through one tiny snowflake.
I hope next time you see snow, you too will be greatly encouraged about how God cares for you.
I love the snow!






