As I sit here waiting for the snow to stop so I can get out and start clearing the driveway, I'm remembering snow storms of the past.
I can remember trudging off to school and wishing I didn't have to wear the ugly boots I had on. I can remember the warm feeling of coming home and shedding the layers of clothing and smelling the good soup my Mom had cooking to warm us all up.
I remember my 16th birthday party. We had a huge snowstorm and everyone's cars were covered. Some parents were not to happy to be going out that night I'm sure.
After I married and had children I can remember watching out the window on a snowy day for my kindergartener to arrive home. He had walked with a friend and they took their good old time coming home. The school was just a few blocks away and I shouldn't have worried, but I did. What a relief it was to see him come around the corner.
I loved snow days when all the babes were all at home. I knew that they were safe and warm and nothing could harm them.
Now, they all live in their own homes and some have their own children to take care of. That's the way it is supposed to be. But I often call to check on them, just to be reassured that all is well.
Sometimes the circumstances in their lives are like the Winter Storms we've had and there is nothing much I can do to help save pray alot. I've learned to stop worrying, but I'll never stop caring.
Today, I'll make the most of what will be and tomorrow will take care of itself.
Happy Valentines Day to you all !
'On Ya' - ma