When I was a little girl, I hated Snow. I hated being cold and I knew I didn’t really want any part of that. Not that we ever got snow in Louisiana much anyway. And when we did it reminded me of the slushes you get at sonic, definitely nothing to play with.
As I got older, the love of warmth continued to overshadow my disdain for cold. Everyone else I knew was always excited and grateful for whatever our”winter” brought; which is usually some real cold wind and a lot of rain.
As I got older, the love of warmth continued to overshadow my disdain for cold. Everyone else I knew was always excited and grateful for whatever our”winter” brought; which is usually some real cold wind and a lot of rain.
I think I was a freshman in high school when it snowed enough for me remember it, so 2009, I think. Anyway we all (by all I mean about 1/4 of each class) went to class. Everyone was sitting around complaining about being there, I, sitting silently in my seat, was very happy that we were now in the building.
*ding ding ding*
The intercom comes on and dismisses classes for the day and everyone pours out of the building with excitement and energy, while I mosey out trying to phone my dad to come get me. Sitting on the steps of my high school seeing everyone freak out about the white blanket that had covered the school, I just couldn’t relate.
That was the last good snow in Louisiana before this past year, when things changed suddenly.
I had heard rumors of people talking about snow. I had believed that is was just South Louisiana people with wishful hopes, but I noticed that I wouldn’t be angry if it did.
I went to bed that night not really hoping for anything but when I woke up at 6 am that morning, I understood the excitement.
I had heard rumors of people talking about snow. I had believed that is was just South Louisiana people with wishful hopes, but I noticed that I wouldn’t be angry if it did.
I went to bed that night not really hoping for anything but when I woke up at 6 am that morning, I understood the excitement.
IT WAS SNOWING❄️❄️
My cat and I watched out the window for a long time watching it fall, until I had to leave for work, lets be honest, because I still hate being cold!
It was absolutely magical to see the trees that I see everyday be covered with this white soft blanket that I never imagined would have an effect on me this way. Once at work, we of course were dead, but we did play in the snow and build snowmen!
I don’t know what changed in me about the snow, maybe because it takes old things and makes them new again for a bit, but I decided to Love Snow last year and now I’m secretly hoping it snows again next year 😊
