Jan 4
2 min read
The Magic of Snow
When it's not a guarantee
Growing up in the South, snow wasn’t guaranteed every year. I can remember many nights spent praying that I would wake up to a snow day the next morning. I wished and hoped for a snow day home from school (the South is beautiful in this way). As a child, I spent countless hours performing “snow dances” with my best friend in hopes that we could coax it in our direction.
