I'm not sure why, but it just started feeling like Christmas today. There is enough chill in the air for knit hats and scarves, and the sky is bright blue.
I'm taken back to my time in the Midwest, where I spent my best childhood winters. Especially the first snow of the season. Waking up to a neighborhood blanketed in white, all sounds hushed. Oh, I miss it.
But even without snow, I feel lucky. I have those memories, today, and tomorrow. This isn't the case for everyone.
I hope this season is all you want it to be.