Last night, Mother Nature delivered an ice event that created an ice sculpture out of the wintery landscape. The ice formed to each branch to perfection showing me God’s creative ability. While it is inconvenient for most, I find it a gift to stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
It is not lost on me that my snow days with my boys are slowly disappearing. There will be a time when snow days for me don’t have any real meaning. These are the moments I cherish. With Bryce starting high school next year and Bailey heading off to his vocational school, my transition to a new chapter is upon me.
As I gaze out onto God’s wintery canvas, I remember that each moment is precious and it is up to me to stay in the present. Embrace them. Cherish them. Most of all, be grateful for them.