With the Winter’s most powerful storm knocking at our back door, there is a thrill that joins the growing chill in the air. Living in the American South, I have rarely seen snowfall. Twice in my life. So with the forecast hinting at the possibility of snow, my family is making provisions. A book to cozy up with, showers early before the slate floors turn fridged, and of course, stock up on the necessities….like the three boxes of hot chocolate mix and mini marshmallows someone brought home from the store.
It is all a bit funny, my perspective on this storm. Part of me knows I should be worried about pipes busting and plants dying. In fact, sitting in the hair salon today I overheard a few transplanted Northerners talk about how those who grew up in the South panic when it gets too cold. They talked about how we won’t drive when it’s icy and how we cancel anything outside the home.
But recently, I have been toying with the idea of my relationship with responsibility. Somehow I woke up with a label on my head that says I can get things done. But today, I decided that the ladies in the salon had it all wrong. Staying at home isn’t about staying off the streets so we won’t crash or freaking out because there is a little ice. When it gets cold, I just wanna play SNOW DAY….whether it is snowing or not! I wanna indulge in the huddling up that Winter is supposed to be about. Because any other day in a South Texas Winter just means wearing pants instead of shorts. I want the biggest sweater I can find piled on top of as many layers as I can manage to stuff under it. I want to feel the slight burn that comes with a chilly nose. And I want to cuddle in with the big blankie for a day of movies about Everest. I mean, really, how often does a girl get a chance to enjoy a day that actually FEELS like Winter? Not many this close to the equator. So when they come, I will fuss about them and go over board with my imagination because playing is fun…and healthy.
So here is to putting down the big burden that I often carry around with me… the burden of thinking I have to always be responsible. I wanna have fun. I wish to turn things around when there is a hint that I am slipping into the quick sand of seriousness and to indulge in more play and more light heartedness in work, at home, and in love.
And this week’s cold spell will cast the perfect opportunity to do just that!
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