Monday, March 12, 2012

Snow Day Every Day

Last week saw a blizzard rip through town, causing all of the metro schools to close for the day.  In our world, snow days don't really exist.  We have the occassional "didn't sleep the night before" day, or "don't even bother trying" day, but the actual weather doesn't actually affect our work schedule at all. 

But sometimes you don't appreciate what you have until you see what others don't have.  This last snow day, many parents had the opportunity to spend the day with their little on a typical work or school day, right smack dab in the middle of the week.  Friends rejoiced in the ability to sit down to a nice warm breakfast together, and to hang out at home all day, the city too blustery to lead them out the door.

And I felt blessed.  Like a really lucky girl.

Because everyday I sit and eat breakfast with my children. I make them a nice warm lunch every afternoon.  I get to experience first hand the joys of watching them learn (and somedays the frustrations too!)  

I get to listen in on their play, even if at times I have to rip them apart. 

I don't have to miss them.  I don't have to wonder how they're doing.  I don't have to worry about what they're hearing elsewhere. 

In the blink of an eye, their childhood days will be but a memory.  It's hard for me to believe that now, but I know it to be true.  I feel so content to spend these days with them.  The good days and the hard days, because when you smoosh them all together, it's their childhood.

And I feel beyond grateful.  Because everyday is a snow day.

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