Okay, now that I've got that out of me, enough. I fully realize that there are millions out there so much worse off than I am. Am thinking especially of all those poor little sick children with life-threatening illnesses who are so brave and strong and never cry, "Why me?" And yes, I am thankful to God for my life and everything in it. Hence the guilty feelings.
How could one not be thankful for the chance to see faces like this every day of said miserable winter:
Or for having beautiful grandchildren like this:
So, old man winter or witchy woman winter, whichever, bring it on. Rain, ice, snow, cold, we can deal.
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