Do you believe me? I hope you do, because I'm about to tell you something terrible about myself.
(whispering) I still want a snow day next week.
I know, I know. We've had 10. LITERALLY. But, I do. I just can't help myself. In fact, I still have this under my mattress.
It's been there all winter. I never took it out. Not even once.
It's nestled under my sheets that look like this:
The truth is I love snow days. I don't always love snow and cold and ice, but I ADORE snow DAYS.
They are like magic to me. The early morning phone call...the T.V. news scroll with the school name...the warm, dark house...the quiet white streets before anyone tries to drive...it's like a present, wrapped just for me every time.
Don't get me wrong--I love my job, but there is just something...something I can't quite put in words that takes over when the forecast starts looking extra wintery. The hope overwhelms me and I find my heart full of one single wish expressed in 7 little words I've said a thousand times as student and teacher:
I. hope. we. have. a. snow. day.
And, the truth is, I do. I really do. I won't regret it, complain in June (cross my heart!) or whine about make-up days. I'll just love and treasure every moment of that precious little day if it comes.
And my wish for you? Hope, enjoy, treasure...if it happens. Summer will be here soon enough.
Live your snow days with all your heart.
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