Snow Birthday

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All my life, I have wished for snow to fall on my birthday.  My mother told me it snowed on the day I was born.  But in my  21 years of birthdays in New York, I was never gifted with the cold white stuff.  Bust after bust over the years in Oregon, until on my big 5-0, we did get a little bit of snow, and I was thrilled.

Today, however, I am flying high.  We have three inches so far, and that is the most significant amount of snowfall since December of 2008.  I have been out in it, snapping cell phone pictures, tweeting friends, and calling my husband.  I feel like a little kid. 

This is truly beautiful and unexpected.  When I woke up at 7:30, it was raining heavily.  I figured it was going to be a typically wet Oregon gray old day.  Then suddenly at 8:30am, rain was starting to turn to snow, which made me feel blessed enough.  Pretty soon, it looked like a snow globe outside.  One inch within an hour, and when I went out to measure a bit ago, it was up to three inches! 

I am over the moon with delight.  It is so nice to gaze out the window and see all the white frosting on bowing evergreens.  It has filled the world with a soft hush.  I would have been happy with just snowflakes to look at, and then when it started sticking, I would have been happy for a fleeting time before snowmelt.  But it is now three and a half hours later, and snow is still falling, though not as heavily.  I got more than just snow for my birthday today.  I received a winter wonderland! 

About andreamarjulie

Just trying to navigate a life circumvented by chronic migraines. Sometimes I write about managing with those, but at other times I am prone to deviate a bit.
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