Okay, so…snow

What we live with, what’s familiar, we often stop seeing, or take for granted.  It has to be that way, of course, because if we were awestruck by everything that happened around us, we wouldn’t be able to function.   We don’t think about how amazing it is that we can stand up and not fall over.  We just stand up and move.

Debbie and I were talking to a woman who came in from Texas, so that her young daughter could see snow.  Naturally, it didn’t snow while she was here.  The little girl had never seen snow and had been looking forward to it.  When I looked out of the window this morning, I saw a gorgeous white fairyland.  The trees looked magical.  I though about how wonderful it was that white flakes could actually fall from the sky and pile up.  I purposely left out the temperature changes and atmospheric conditions that caused snow to form, because fairylands don’t need that king of thinking.  But the thing is, I’ve lived with snow all my life.  Lived with its beauty and the many problems it causes.  So after the initial, WOW,  it’s on to…how clear are the streets?

Unfortunately, we often treat the people around us the same way.  We can imagine that they’re just snow and hope that they don’t cause any problems that will slow us down, or get in  our way.  People can treat us that way, as well.   Most people are  busy, tired, overwhelmed, stresses and rushed.  Because of that, we have to keep reminding ourselves that we aren’t snow and the people we love aren’t snow either.

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2 Responses to Okay, so…snow

  1. Resa says:

    Excellent analogy!

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