We awoke to copious amounts of snow.
It ended up being a shovelling, sledding, snowman building morning before the school bell rang.
The loss of my mom continues to be deep and dark.
The love and traditions my mom had around Christmas continue to bring light. She was an incredibly thoughtful mom and Nana.
I am awakening to this new light.
Thank you mom!
Thank you God for fresh, white, new snow.