Thank God For Snow

I have many childhood memories that allow me escape from the monotony of adulthood.

Playing outside
Running
Jumping
...just being outside from dusk till dawn

I remember
camping and hiking
and, bike rides all day long

Swimming till my fingers and toes were waterlogged
and chasing down the ice cream truck

Seeing Grease and ET a gazillion times at the drive in

Riding rollercoasters

Going on vacations

...and sitting on my grandmother's lap for hours.

The list could go on and on.

Everyday something sparks a reflection of my past and it makes me wonder, what will HE hold onto as childhood memories?

Will it be memories of therapies and doctor visits? or strict ABA protocols?

or will he, too, be able to reflect upon those joyful times.

I hope one day he will be able to tell me.

Oh, Dear God, PLEASE let him be able to TELL me...

But for now

Today

I thank you, God, for the snow.