A Snow Day

Our 12-year-old granddaughter, Jayne, texted me every hour or so during the six-hour drive from south Georgia to our house in Virginia a few days after Christmas.

"Hey Nana, can you put some snow in the freezer? That way, we can feel Virginia snow when we get there." she wrote. "Yes, I will, I said, but there is still some snow on the ground." I sent her some photos of about an inch or so still lingering in our yard.

I was hoping it would be there when they got here because they had not seen snow before, and I wanted so much for them to build a snowman.

The weather forecast called for sunshine and temperatures in the 50s, and I felt a little embarrassed, asking God to keep it cloudy and cold until they got here.

When they arrived, they could hardly take the time to hug us before dropping to their knees and putting their hands in the snow. The wonder on their faces as they held it in their hands was priceless, and I whispered, Thank you.

Our 12-year-old granddaughter, Jayne, texted me every hour or so during the six-hour drive from south Georgia to our house in Virginia a few days after Christmas. “Hey Nana, can you put some snow in the freezer? That way, we can feel Virginia snow when we get there.” she wrote. “Yes, I will, I said, but there is still some...

"Nana, it feels cold and icy, but amazing."

As soon as the car was unloaded, they wanted to build a snowman.

We had just enough to create a small one in the back yard, and you would have thought they were opening their favorite presents on Christmas morning!

It was magical for them, and we stayed outside until their hands were wet and cold.

The next day they discovered more snow still on the ground in the front yard and didn't hesitate to use their new skill of building another, much bigger snowman, but decided to put one of my hats on it and call it a snowgirl.

They both laid on the front lawn and waved their hands up and down, making two snow angels.

Watching them was heartwarming, reminding me how the smaller things in our lives make people happy,

Watching them reminded me of the last year we spent in South Texas. Early one December morning, my husband slipped outside, grabbed a handful of snow, and placed it on my cheek to wake me up.

I jumped up and looked, and, sure enough, the ground was white with snow. We had lived there for 12 years, and it had hardly ever got below 50 degrees.

I grabbed the phone and called our neighbors, who had never seen snow, and said, "Look outside! It snowed last night."

They laughed and told me to open the front door, and when I did, there were little snowmen up and down the street and people throwing snowballs at each other.

My neighbor told me they had been up most of the night celebrating the magical white snowflakes.
Our 12-year-old granddaughter, Jayne, texted me every hour or so during the six-hour drive from south Georgia to our house in Virginia a few days after Christmas. “Hey Nana, can you put some snow in the freezer? That way, we can feel Virginia snow when we get there.” she wrote. “Yes, I will, I said, but there is still some...
This weekend when the snow was coming down, I felt the same wonder I do every time I see snow.

It covered the ground, made objects in our yard look like magical creatures, and highlighted the beauty of the bare tree limbs.

I filled my lungs with the cold, wet air and thanked God for the little things in life that make us happy.


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Deana Landers
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I have had many roles in life
Pastor’s Wife , Mom/Nana , Nurse/Health Educator, Writer , Christian Speaker
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Story Comments

  1. Ann Barnes -

    Loved your story and pictures of girls in the snow . The little things are always the best . I love snow !!

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, Ann. It is good hear from you, my friend.Love, Deana

  2. Maria -

    Yes snow is a magical happening for kids! What a great story hugs

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, Maria. It was a magical moment.Deana

  3. It sounds magical Deana. I can totally understand your grandbabies enjoyment and wonder since I have never seen snow either. And I love the photos you shared of both of them too. So precious

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, Michelle. Wish I could send you some snow. The girls loved the snow.DDeana

  4. Awesome story, the small things in life are the most important. We used to love the snow when we lived in the UK, it was great to wake up and have perfect thick snow and then to see all the kids and parents having fun.

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, Anita. It is beautiful when it is fluffy and white, but then it gets wet. But I love it anyway!Deana

  5. Becky Meacham -

    Just beautiful! What a joy and such a magical adventure, seeing life and those little things through the eyes of a child... or grandchildren!

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, dear friend. Hope they will get to come again this winter for a little more snow.Deana

  6. Awwwww....snow is magical and especially when enjoyed with kids. There is something about the white stuff that makes us pause and enjoy it.

    • Deana Landers -

      You are so right, Cat. Thank you for reading and commenting.Deana

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