Normally, I would dread a snowy evening. And, at first, I did. As I walked the usual 10 minute walk to my car, I slipped and slided trying to catch my balance. But when I looked more closely at the snow, it lightened my heart just a little bit. It was glittery–like sequins on a dress. It was so spectacular. I thought God must be having a disco night in heaven, or something. It gave me the strength to sit at a nearby coffee shop and think. Although it really hurts, I'm glad for today.
Here's to enjoying glitter snow and lattes:
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