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!