My morning started off with a goodbye kiss from my husband as he headed out to work. (yummy)
The kiss was followed by a steaming cup of Three Sisters Coffee ( Kicking Horse) delivered to my bedside by my 18 year old son just before he headed off to work. ( accompanied by yet another kiss on my cheek:
( I AM BLESSED !)
My hands were still wrapped around my steaming mug, my face hovering over the gorgeous aroma wafting upwards, eyes closed in bliss, as my 16 year old son bounds into the room , bumping into the end of my bed as he reaches for the strings to pull up the blinds bellowing with glee:
Welcome to Canada where you can see this white stuff sometimes 9 or 10 months of the year, even this close to the 49th parallel.
This year I greeted the frozen, falling moisture with a smile.
I have been doing the twelve step program all summer long in preparation for this event.
I am strong. I will not retreat.
Winter is good.
Winter is beautiful.
Snow is pretty rain.
Rain with color.
A beautiful white carpet spread beneath my feet.
Bah..who am I kidding..it's not winter yet..it's fall: someone jumped the gun!
They should be fired!
It's not fair..I thought I had more time...
Breathe... Just Breathe...pass me the brown paper bag please.
And now..I sit here waiting for my friend Lisa to appear in the comment section or on my facebook status.
I sit here waiting...rocking...muttering...
Repeating: I love winter...I love winter...I love winter...
It's Autumn dressed as winter that I can't stand!
Now I feel better!
What's the weather like in your neck of the woods?
Please drop me a line, I really want to know!
I'm Canadian..what else do we have to talk about for the next nine months?