Now commences the harsh realities of Alaskan winters: bundling up every layer of exposed skin, careful driving on slick roads, crispy ice cold air freezing the inside of the nose, starting cars twenty minutes early in the morning, and the list continues on.
But you know what I've learned? I found that its much more satisfying to find little things about these seemingly terrible times and learn to live something out of them. So whilst I loathe -30 degree mornings, I love it when the snow falls lightly upon the ground and the feeling of giving and sharing is in the air. I love hot cups of coffee and tea, cuddling in my cashmere sweaters with a good read, and cozying up by our fireplace ( by wood which my sister and I have gathered).
And speaking of love, it thrills me beyond compare that someday someone will love me as much as I love them. Thanks to Ed Sheeran, 1D, and other British singers that I admire, I now know that there are special people out there. There is such thing as old fashioned and romantic love.
I feel it is the season of love. I feel that love should be all day, every day. Love and be loved. Find love in all the little things, for some day, those little things will matter and be the biggest things.