Christmas Eve Musings
Here, go for a little drive with me early in the storm. Don't you want a hippopotamus for Christmas?
It started snowing here before noon. Until it shows itself, you can never believe the weatherman. He wiggles back and forth on the forecast, saying it will happen and then saying, no, rain only. Hedging his bets. But it's been snowing all afternoon and it's sticking, too. The wind is fierce and it's darn cold.
It was 73 degrees yesterday.
But that's Texas. The motto here is "Don't like the weather? Wait fifteen minutes."
I was out running around all afternoon and came home just before dark. I know the snow freaks out a lot of people here. And it's true ... Texas folks don't get enough practice driving in it and accidents abound. I hope everyone out there tonight gets to their destinations safely.
But I've got to tell you. Last year on Christmas Eve, I was in hospice with my mother. Sometime after two in the morning, during the one hour I fell asleep, she left this world. Though she'd been comatose for several days, I don't think the timing was coincidental. She always hated saying goodbye to me at the airport when I'd visit because I'd cry, and my family, though loving, is not a demonstrative bunch. So, when I nodded off, she made a clean getaway.
This afternoon, driving giddily about in the snow that I rarely see in Texas ... and never before on Christmas Eve ... it occurred to me that my mom put in an intercession with Someone to make it snow for me today to send the message that things are okay, every thing's going to be all right.
So, sorry for inconveniencing y'all. May all your peeps be safe. But, thanks Mom. It fits me perfectly.
It started snowing here before noon. Until it shows itself, you can never believe the weatherman. He wiggles back and forth on the forecast, saying it will happen and then saying, no, rain only. Hedging his bets. But it's been snowing all afternoon and it's sticking, too. The wind is fierce and it's darn cold.
It was 73 degrees yesterday.
But that's Texas. The motto here is "Don't like the weather? Wait fifteen minutes."
I was out running around all afternoon and came home just before dark. I know the snow freaks out a lot of people here. And it's true ... Texas folks don't get enough practice driving in it and accidents abound. I hope everyone out there tonight gets to their destinations safely.
But I've got to tell you. Last year on Christmas Eve, I was in hospice with my mother. Sometime after two in the morning, during the one hour I fell asleep, she left this world. Though she'd been comatose for several days, I don't think the timing was coincidental. She always hated saying goodbye to me at the airport when I'd visit because I'd cry, and my family, though loving, is not a demonstrative bunch. So, when I nodded off, she made a clean getaway.
This afternoon, driving giddily about in the snow that I rarely see in Texas ... and never before on Christmas Eve ... it occurred to me that my mom put in an intercession with Someone to make it snow for me today to send the message that things are okay, every thing's going to be all right.
So, sorry for inconveniencing y'all. May all your peeps be safe. But, thanks Mom. It fits me perfectly.