Snow

Numb with cold, and too happy to care, I twirled in a circle, laughing in the snow. The crisp, dewy white flakes fell on my nose. Their chill made me shiver, but my heart was warm with Christmas spirit. The pink hue of holiday lights was glowing on the snowy ground. I breathed deeply, then exhaled and enjoyed seeing puffs of billowing steam stream out in the darkness. In a world of darkness and cruelty, the peace I felt was a blanket of contentment. Reminders of family and love drown out all thoughts of the world we call “reality”. My reality was safe in the snugness of grace, and I was happier than I had ever been. So in love I could hardly believe it, and I was so ready for life. I wanted to taste everything that this life of mine would offer, to dream impossible dreams and to fight impossible battles. Every bend in the road would be a new adventure, a challenge to conquer and enjoy. I could hardly wait for tomorrow and the beginning of the rest of my life. Eager to grasp this new-found freedom, I danced on in the wake of the Christmas lights. The snowflakes fell on like ever-spiraling time: rapidly running out before my eyes, but still an abundance of opportunity. I watched the snow fall, those flakes like feathers of ice. They were laughing too. Smiling at me and care-free in their youth; reveling in their innocence and laughing at the world----