Happy New Year everyone! I have to share a little story with you. Yesterday morning, we woke to a light snow fall. It was truly beautiful. Husband was going on and on about how beautiful it was, what a wonderful day it was…you get the picture. He was in a great mood! Later, we went out and shoveled and husband took the car to the grocery store to stock up on some items. In the meantime, I called Heidi and was chatting with her. Husband arrived back home and came toward the kitchen door holding 4 or 5 bags. As is my custom, I opened the door and took the bags from him so that I could unload them. Husband turned back toward the car, presumably to shut the car door. Still talking to Heidi, I turned away to deal with the bags. When I turned back to the door, I saw my just under 6’5″ husband lying on his back in the snow, with a grin on his face. I was amazed and happy to see that his delight in the winter weather had led him to make a Snow Angel. I’d never seen him do this before! What a lovely, childlike thing for Don to do! All of this was happening while Heidi was talking away on the other end of the line. Then I saw Don get up and he was limping. What??? I opened the door and asked him what happened? Instead of making a snow angel, he had fallen on the ice and was grimacing in pain and embarrassment. I quickly hung up the phone and helped him in the house. His ankle had been twisted, but will be fine. When I explained to him that I thought he had been making a Snow Angel, he shook his head in disbelief and, eventually, laughter. We became rather giggly at the absurdity of the whole thing.
As the day went on, the more we thought of the “Snow Angel” story, the more we laughed. By the time I told the story to my sister, I was laughing so hard I could barely get it out without gasping for air! And that kind of laughter is wonderful, isn’t it?
So, if you can, go out and make a Snow Angel today and think of my husband when you’re doing it!