I have lived in California for a year so it makes you forget about the cold weather. It made me forget until it was really windy the other day and I just so happened to be outside to feel that nice cold front. I'm used to that pierce your bones kind of weather and I was slowly getting accustomed to the no snow and flimsy breeze California has to offer although it made me more cold than when I lived in Utah. Now that we are in North Carolina we have the crazy winds that make it feel a lot colder than it really is and my California boys aren't liking it too much. We went to Isaiah's home game two weeks ago. The weather was perfect until after the game. As we were walking to the car it got cold and really windy. Isaiah wanted me and the boys to wait near the stadium while he went to get our car so we wouldn't have to walk in the wind. As I stood there waiting for him, I looked at Jack in his stroller and he had this puzzled look on his face. I think he was trying to figure out why I had bundled him up in so many blankets and where that crazy cold feeling was coming from. I looked down at Kendric and I'm sure he was thinking the same thing. I kind of chuckled to myself, thinking, "Oh dear, they're just like daddy. They hate the cold!"
The thing that I like about this weather is that it reminds me of the holidays. It means sweaters, scarfs, boots, baking, hot chocolate and heaters!! The cooler air and the transitioning weather always makes me think of my childhood when I would look out the window and see freshly fallen snow. Standing over the heater vent near the front window watching my dad shovel all the snow in our driveway. The Christmas music my dad would play on FM 100. The dark nights lit up by Christmas lights. I love the holidays. I love everything about it and I can't wait to make new memories and traditions with our little family. Even though we'll be enjoying the California sun next month and spending our holidays at the beach and in warmer weather, I still enjoy the fact that when I take my little walks here in Cullowhee, I get that little reminder of my younger days. The familiar smell of the crisp air and the longing for memories in my not so distant past. I hope we all make plans to spend our holidays with the ones we love. I hope that we remember to be thankful for everything we have and with this Christmas season approaching, we remember the TRUE meaning of Christmas. Happy Thursday everyone!!