Snow days are one of those beloved things that are music to our ears as children. I’m fairly sure the music almost just as nice when you’re an adult.
Snow outside my window this morning
For as long as I live in Boston, it will never cease to amaze me how freaked out everyone gets about the snow. It comes every year. It came last year, it’s here this year and it will be here again next year. It’s called having seasons. It’s called living in the Northeast.
As I sit here in my living room, listening to Christmas music & having the first real snow storm fall outside the window, I can’t help but feel like it’s Christmas time. 🙂 Christmas of course feels different than it does when you’re 5 years old (or 10…or even 15?) waiting with what feels like endless anticipation of what you’ll receive under the tree. Other things matter more than which Barbie Santa brought you. It’s even nicer to see family & friends whom you cherish.
This year hasn’t felt quite like previous years: how is it already Christmas?? While I think I’ve bought presents for more people than normal (nieces this year!) & shopping for people always makes me happy & feels like Christmas to me, it just doesn’t FEEL like it’s almost Christmas.
I blame summer. I blame the fact that we didn’t get a real summer – just cold days & rain. Then fall was unusually warm, then BAM last week the frigid air strikes. Then last night the first “storm” of the season started.
Anyway…regardless of why it didn’t feel like it was almost Christmas before, I’m glad it does now! With less than a week to savor the feeling, I’m glad it’s finally here.