I woke this morning to a drizzle and a sea of grey clouds covering the Florida sunshine while my family reported snow and more snow back in Colorado. I have to admit, its been nice to feel the humidity and warmth on my skin since we've been back from our trip home. Each night Bobby and I would huddle under the massive pile of quilts on the bed, shivering and trying to remember how to live again in a "normal" winter.
Everyone laughs and makes fun of us (especially Bobby who grew up in the mountains) for our thin blood and quick adjustment to warmer weather.
I forgot that the toilette seat is always freezing cold when you sit down and that you have to wear socks 24 hours a day. I forgot that my lips get chapped and I can drink hot chocolate in the middle of the day. I forgot that you have to warm up your car at least 5 minutes before getting in and that wearing ballet flats is asking for a slip and fall. I forgot that my teeth can chatter and my skin can withstand the hottest setting on the shower. I forgot that when its a high of 45 degrees people will be outside in shorts!
But I also forgot what it felt like to wake up and see a fresh layer of snow on the ground and hear how quiet and hushed the world is. I forgot that with the right angle of light your backyard becomes a sea of diamonds and the snow can capture little moments with frozen footprints.
On Christmas morning my internal clock was still adjusted to Florida time and I got up at the ungodly hour of 4:45 am. I snuck upstairs, turned on the Christmas tree lights and stared outside the window for a long time. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I looked out across the snowy fields with the tall shadows of the mountains behind them. I was thankful to be home, even if I did end up freezing to death.
:)
But I also forgot what it felt like to wake up and see a fresh layer of snow on the ground and hear how quiet and hushed the world is. I forgot that with the right angle of light your backyard becomes a sea of diamonds and the snow can capture little moments with frozen footprints.
On Christmas morning my internal clock was still adjusted to Florida time and I got up at the ungodly hour of 4:45 am. I snuck upstairs, turned on the Christmas tree lights and stared outside the window for a long time. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I looked out across the snowy fields with the tall shadows of the mountains behind them. I was thankful to be home, even if I did end up freezing to death.
:)
My sister made this wonderful video today and I wished for just a few minutes I was with them, playing in the glittering, sparkling snow. But then again, I am secretly glad that when I get chilly I can just turn off my ceiling fan.
Too funny. It's 7° right now. You'd never make it!
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