I had been waiting three days for the first snowflakes to come dancing down. Why? Because snow takes me out of my comfort zone. And though the weather forecast is saying snow is possible Sunday. Shaking my head slowly and for a long, long time, I watched as the snow came coloring the face of the early evening sky.
It was seven thirty Saturday in the evening. An old friend I had not talked to in three months phoned me and we were sharing our latest ups and downs. I looked out of the window and what did I see?
Now I am no snow lover. Years ago, when I was out on the road, I got caught in a sudden snow storm. I was slowly maneuvering my way home when my car decided that it needed to drift over to the right side of the road... the next thing I knew I had gone up and over the curb and I managed to stop the car a few feet away from a street light. With a lot of unnecessary words, sweat, and a fervent prayer (Lord, if You get me out of this mess, I shall never drive in snow again), I managed to inch my way home. I have no confidence in my driving on a sunny day. And I saw a few cars who had banged into each other that day, but my guardian angel (and a few million other good spirits), got me home. Since then, at the first sign of snow, I start cancelling appointments, or making sure I have a senior bus pass in my jacket pocket. Friday I bought ten dollars in quarters. I shall probably be back on the bus next week!
Bad news: IT'S SNOWING---- Good news: IT'S SNOWING