Every time I go to make this kind of a post, I find this same picture to the right. It is almost like I am being haunted by a picture from somewhere in my past. Perhaps if I attach a post to it, I can move beyond it and stop putting it in the trash!
Snowmen are a big deal in my family. You know I am always talking about Bro and when we were growing up, whenever it snowed in the night, he went out and built us snowmen. I was always excited to see which one was mine. He would put some kind of hat or scarf or something so you knew which one he built for every family member.
So today, I took six of his hats and built six snowmen for him. Why six? In our family growing up, there were four kids and two parents so he always made six. My feet are freezing, my hands are cold, my nose is red and my heart is happy.
Perhaps now this snowman is rest in peace. We’ll see!