I’m Dreaming…Wait. No I’m Not!

I am a Midwestern Mutt.  I was born in Illinois and lived in Minnesota, Iowa, and Michigan before making the move south to Atlanta, Georgia at the age of 21.  Back then, I really hated the cold weather.  So, I jumped at the opportunity to make this life altering move to go to chiropractic college at Life University in Georgia.  It didn’t matter that I would be 12 hours from home and that I didn’t know a soul in Atlanta.  I couldn’t wait to move south to bask in the sunshine and warm weather that Hotlanta would provide.

Well, 16 years later, there I was hoping and praying for snow on Christmas day. Once I heard that there was a chance that it would snow on Christmas day I became an anxious child hoping for some awesome gift under the tree.  And that gift was SNOW!  On Christmas Eve, there was only thing on my mind.  All I heard ruminating in my head were the soothing croons of Bing Crosby.  Yes, I was dreaming of a white Christmas.

That following morning I found myself about as disappointed as getting some obnoxious sweater that I had to pretend to like.  The dream didn’t come true.  Or did it!?  Later that afternoon my dream became a reality!  There they were, in all their glory, falling from the sky.  Big, puffy, soft, beautiful snowflakes.  Absolutely breathtaking!

Christmas feels a lot more like Christmas when your yard is covered like a blanket in the white powdery stuff called snow.  As I looked out my front window and took it all in, my heart was warmed with Joy.  Snow on Christmas.  There is nothing like it!