I remember years ago thinking that I would never be a snowbird; a person living in the north going south for the winter.
I convinced myself that I like the winter, the snow and the changes in the seasons.
After spending two weeks in Mission, loving every second with my grandchildren but hating being cold, I realize that I like being a "snowbird".
I like how pretty the snow looks at Christmas, the sound of rain on a roof and the smell of a crisp winter day. I don't like being cold....at all....ever...I AM a Snowbird and proud of it!
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
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