Snow Days

"There are moments that I know I will long for even as I live them" - Judith Katzir

Today was a snow day. These are the days, the moments I won't get back. The giddy anticipation of an unexpected day off with my kids. Warm under the covers, slow to wake, coffee brewing, comfort food kind of mornings. Snow shoveling, snowman building, game playing kind of days. Agenda ceasing, no rushing here or there, no practice, no lessons sort of days. Eyes and ears tuned in to know if perhaps another one might come tomorrow?

Please? 

I could really use another day. Not because I don't want to work, or keep routine. It's because these kids of mine are this age only once, and these school age snow days are magical. Sort of like a gift that no one had to purchase, but worth so very much.

Time. Slow. Down.

These sorts of days. These kinds of moments.

Like, nursing my newborn baby boys. Perfect sunny days and 75 degree weather picnics. Watching my grandparents do the waltz, while gazing so adoringly at each other. A weekend away with my husband, just us. Tickles and giggles with chubby toddlers at bedtime. Long hot days at my in-laws pool full of laughter and cooling off. Sledding down frozen hills and sipping down hot chocolate and melted marshmallows. Trips to the zoo and the park, returning home with shoes full of sand. Christmases, Easters, 4th of July's. Sitting and talking long with my grandma Ramona. She asks me "How are you really doing?" Sitting across the table sharing stories and breaking bread. Shouting loud in the stands as I watch these boys brave strong opponents. Tearful talks about life lessons and the truest things. These are the days......the days I long for even as I live them.

As I get older and I see my oldest....these days are increasingly shorter than they once were. It makes me want to stretch the moments, but the elastic is getting thinner and it's not long before we outgrow this season. I'm so proud. I'm also scared and wonder if moments have passed me by? He stands 6'4" now and from the other room I mistake his voice for my husbands. Someday, he will be. He will be someones.

So for right now...

I will take another snow day, and take in these moments that I will one day long for.

love. wastes. nothing.