Listen Y'all: Snow.

So. It’s snowing today. Fifteen days shy of Daddy’s one year in heaven. Eleven days shy of last year’s “snowpocalypse.” Snow used to be something I was excited about. It was romantic in a sense. Relaxing. Peaceful.

Now, all it is to me is pain. Chaos even. It’s associated with one of the worst days of my life.

But guess what? I’m still a mom. My son wanted nothing more than to go play in the snow. It took every ounce of energy I could muster up to go do that with him. For him.

For him, snow is still a happy thing. An exciting thing. It’s joyful. He gets to miss school and play outside all day.

Those around me don’t realize the pain snow brings me now. I can’t help that I’m short tempered today. I can’t help that I have no energy today. I can’t help that I’m emotional.

I just am. I’m just here. And I’m just trying to get through the day. The week. The month. The year.

XO,

Hails