I just got done snow-blowing my driveway. My very long drive way. Actually, its more like a small road than a driveway.
It took about two hours. (I told you, I have a long driveway.) Like usual, about a half hour after I was done, my neighbor showed up with his plow — but I’m not complaining.
I’m not complaining because I love snow.
Snow slows us down.
Snow gives us time to reflect.
Snow brings us closer together.
Snow makes us think of others.
Snow makes us more neighborly.
But that’s not why I love snow.
Before heading out to take on the snow, I asked my boys, “Do you know why I love snow?”
“Snow forts?” they shouted.
“No,” I replied.
“Making a snow man?”
With each response, I just shook my head snow.
“Shoveling,” my youngest asked, running out of things.
“All very good suggestions,” I added. “But that’s not why I love snow.”
“Close…” I added.
My eldest paused in contemplation — he’s my deep thinker — then he smiled.
“You got it,” I grinned. “Snow leads to snow days. Snows days gives me more time with as Us. Now, let’s go out and play!”
And that’s why I love snow.
James Henry is the author of Corporation YOU: A Business Plan for the Soul, ‘Twas, and the new book series Hail Mary. To contact James or book an interview, please contact Mark of Goldman/McCormick PR at (516) 639-0988 or Mark@goldmanmccormick.com.