Today I got up early and greeted the day with amazement. It had snowed over night and at 5am the snow on the ground looked like a picture postcard. I drove out to the park to walk my dog. We were the first ones to walk down the path. I enjoyed making tracks and see the snow on the trees. Although it was cold and I could not walk as fast as normal, I marveled at the wonders of creation.
I suppose I wonder at life more lately because of my dad. He had a stroke last August and continues to be in a nursing home. He sleeps a great deal and cannot walk. Our family is getting used to the idea that he made spend the rest of his life in that home. Some days when I feel rushed or discouraged I think of my dad and count my blessings. It is sad that sometimes we take for granted so much until it is taken from us. Today I want to enjoy the snow and the walk and all of life. It is a precious gift.