The sun is out today.
We await word on our beach house, if we have power, electricity, roads that are passable.
The waiting is hard.
But isn’t it always?
Today the sun is out and pouring through the tress.
As we helped shovel snow last night I was amazed at the amount of snow around us.
It seemed impossible and impassible at first, to move even just a small amount of the THREE FEET of snow that buried us.
Three of us worked our way with shovels until finally a path emerged. Some of us worked much slower (me) than others!
But it occurred to me that each shovel had a role.
Each one of us made a difference.
I suppose that’s why it feels so heavy when we’re buried all alone — whether it’s in work, emotions, or snow.
Sometimes it just takes more than one shovel to get out.
(And even the smallest shovels make a difference.)
More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{Hot cocoa or hot tea? Your choice, share below in the comments section.}
Both, please! They are both so yummy and perfect for a cold, snowy, winters day. Keep warm, Sis! We love you!
Hey, kid, you’re no small shovel!
Lovemore