I used to hate the changing seasons, I always wanted the current season (only summer or winter!) to stay the way it was forever. I hated spring because it wasn’t quite yet summer, and everything was muddy and wet. Fall was despised almost just as much, everything looked dark and dead to me and the warm days of summer was beginning to be just a distant memory. Summer days meant lots of swimming and boating in the lake….days filled with friends coming over to play and staying up late into the night whispering and giggling about whatever little girls find silly and funny. Winter meant sledding, hot chocolate, snow angels and warm fires. And best of all….Christmas! My birthday is also in December, so that month has always held a bit of excitement and anticipation for me.
Since I have gotten older I have come to appreciate the change of seasons. It is a reminder to me at how fast time is passing us by, holidays and birthdays just whirring past me on fast forward. This winter though….has seemed to DRAG by! I am tired of the cold, and so ready for spring. Spring awakens everyone and it always makes me giggle to see us northerners walking around in shorts and flip flops when it’s 50 degrees out. *giggle* I am waiting [im]patiently for spring to arrive, so that I can walk outside again without freezing the tip of my nose right off, so I can take my kids outside and let them run like wild dogs. Summers are still spent swimming in the lake as much as possible at home, and this summer I hope to get to our cottage up north much more often! We have so much work to do on it, and I am excited at the prospect of it looking like a cottage instead of an abandoned trashbin. 
Even though I am ready for spring and summer, I have always loved the snow. If it’s going to be cold, let there be snow!!
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