It’s no secret I don’t do the cold very well. And I realized today when my son made the offhand comment about it being the first of December and how we still didn’t have any snow, that I was very grateful for that.
I remember a winter when we had some snow on the ground just before Thanksgiving. And ended up getting something like another 6’ before the winter was done.
That was… not fun.
I have a feeling this winter is going to be a bad one, a cold one, an incredibly snowy one. I’m trying to brace for it as best I can.
However, I’m incredibly thankful there are still autumn leaves that crunch beneath my feet when I step outside my door.
What are you grateful for this week?
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