
Tomorrow I'm going on a young women retreat with my ward.
And we're going to the snow.
As pictured above,
I have happy, happy memories in the snow.
But I don't remember how it was.
Millions of 4-year-old-curious-kid-status
questions are whirring through my brain.
What does it feel to walk on it?
What does it taste like?
How cold is it, really?
If a snowflake hits you in the face,
does it burn your face off in coldness?
Are snowball fights really fun?
Do snow angels really turn out.. angelic?
Will I get wet?
because I don't like being wet.
or cold.
What does it taste like?
How cold is it, really?
If a snowflake hits you in the face,
does it burn your face off in coldness?
Are snowball fights really fun?
Do snow angels really turn out.. angelic?
Will I get wet?
because I don't like being wet.
or cold.
Is it really as magical as the cinema makes it out to be?
I'll just have to see for myself.
icannotwait.



