Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Snow Week: The Final Installment

Last week was one of the best weeks of my life. It's true that I experienced several moments of ennui, restlessness, and emptiness; an entire week without leaving the house can certainly give those emotions easier access into one's life. But overall, the experience of spending a week with my family watching movies, noshing, and reflecting on my life while looking out my window at a vast expanse of snow, was wonderful. I feel the need to write about it one more time, because I am reluctant to part with my snow week.

A snow week is sort of like a week of illness although more energetic and the food tends to taste better. Coming back to my life after a bout of illness always feels as though I am starting all over, it's as if everything that came before the illness was wiped out. Somehow just from being in bed for days I become a different person. The experience is unsettling to say the least. The same thing has happened with my bitter sweet snow week. I have forgotten what I was focused on before the snow happily interrupted my life. Who was I a week and a half ago? Who am I now? What do I care about now? and where am I going?

The snow has almost completely melted, leaving behind a muddy slush. The gray sky that I loved a few days ago, just leaves me feeling confused right now. I liked the gray when it was a sign of imminent snow, but now the gray is empty of promise.

Life was interrupted, and sometimes life needs interruption. Derailment can be a glorious thing.

So while I am trying to recreate my life, I am also praying for more snow. I love magic, and the snow transported me from the world of the ordinary to a world of beauty and magic. For now I will have to look for magic in areas outside meteorology. Thank you snow, I love you.


  1. You'll be happy to hear that the weather forecast predicts light snow on Thursday night.

  2. I look forward to see what emerges as you emerge from your snow week. I am so happy that you had such a wonderful week, even with the ennui.

  3. La Belette, what is emerging at present is my need to write, write, write!