December 28th, 2009
Snow Stars
Now that Christmas is a memory and a new year is sneaking in, I wanted to say hello to my favorite internet friends and wish you only the best for 2010. Dream big and don’t let the world snatch them. Like snowflakes in south Texas, your dreams and wishes are rare and beautiful, something to be honored and cherished. Whatever they are, hang onto them no matter the odds. We’ve heard about the stinking odds, a million times over. But I’ve never been one to listen and I hope you don’t either. I’m rooting for each and every one of you this year. Hang on tight to your dreams. It’s going to be a lush ride!
Speaking of snowflakes, we recently had some in south Texas, which made many smiles appear. My daughter Grace and I ran outside and twirled in the stuff like crazy white women. When we ran out of breath we pulled chairs together and let the snow powder our hair white. I’ve lived in Texas for twenty-two years and have only seen this amazing sight twice before. In honor of that special day, and our dreams, I wanted to share a poem I wrote.
Snow Stars
One day in south Texas snow came
Like silvery white stars, aching to fall,
On conifer branches and girls twirling,
Dark hair frosted white, the aroma of wintergreen,
Down from heavenly places
Slipped quietly through the sky,
Flakes bursting and descending,
Shimmering on rooftops, glittery, glittery snow,
Like silvery white stars.
December 29th, 2009 at 8:46 am
thank you my friend, that is beautiful.
December 29th, 2009 at 10:32 am
Gorgeous picture Dorraine, and an even more gorgeous poem. Love your description of you and Grace ‘twirling in the white stuff like crazy white women”, as if that’s not what you are already.
And I’m so grateful you are, for if you weren’t, I’d feel very alone.
Thanks so much for your encouragement and your friendship throughout this past year. I look forward to more fun times in 2010.
December 29th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
Are you back at home now, Paige? If not, you must be very close to being there. This year is going to be a great one for you. Thanks for your friendship and be blessed.
December 29th, 2009 at 1:36 pm
Thank you, Deanna. Life wouldn’t be any fun without us “crazy white women.” I imagine there’s a whole gaggle of us running around, but I am glad to have discovered you. Now that was splendid. Light up those sparklers. Let your light shine.
December 29th, 2009 at 5:19 pm
Dorraine,
I love that you are free-spirited and think nothing about twirling in the snow.
What a beautiful memory for your daughter:) And I love your poem.
We’ve only had snow once since I’ve been in south Texas (22 years). We got
a covering one Christmas eve that lasted all through Christmas day. You’d have thought the whole town had won the lottery. Kids were out making snow angels
at midnight, their parents having snowball fights. It was an awesome sight.
Thanks for the reminder to dream big. Sometimes life gets in the way of those
dreams, but a friendly reminder can and does rekindle the dream.
Blessings for a wonderful new year,
Elizabeth
December 29th, 2009 at 11:51 pm
Ha, a little twirling never harmed anyone! On occasion I must get it out of my system. The memory is a cherished one for sure.
Thanks so much and glad you enjoyed the poem, E. Simple yet it caught my feelings regarding that speck in time.
Dream well! Blessings to you, too, and thanks for your blessing. I’ll receive it with a smile.:)