Let It Sneaux

Halen Doughty

When I first heard that snow was in the forecast for southeast Louisiana I have to admit, I was more than a bit skeptical. In the Bayou State, “snow” typically refers to the semi-solid ice that melts as soon as it hits the ground, pooling in almost-frozen slush puddles until completely dissolving in mere hours.

What I did not expect to wake up to was the winter wonderland that my front yard had become overnight. To say I was pleasantly surprised would be the understatement of 2017. I. Was. Ecstatic.

It was magical! I haven’t seen snow that pretty in my home state since I was very young, so about ten years ago. Perhaps most impressive was the fact that it came down in beautiful white flakes for hours, not just a few fleeting moments in the wee hours of the morning.

Because I have a long commute to work, I opted to stay home that snowy Friday to avoid the icy roads, which can be treacherous to those of us who have no clue how to handle even a tiny bit of snow. I have to say, it was pretty much the best thing ever.

I can't tell you how long it's been since I relaxed as much as I did that Friday. I stayed in pajamas all day long, watching movies and writing stories from my laptop. I took plenty of breaks to enjoy the majestic downpour outside, and I snuggled with the pets of course.

I think snow is magical in that it forces us to slow down. As you may know, my life is somewhat hectic lately, and I didn’t realize until the snow day just how much I needed a break. Judging by my friends’ Facebook posts, I’d say I am not alone.

It was so nice to take a break from complaining about our jobs and posting pictures of our food to just live in the moment. I loved seeing my feed filled with pictures of kids building snowmen and spur-of-the-moment snowball fights in yards that have never seen snow.

Parents took the day off to play with their kids outside. Kids put down their phones to make snowballs. Everyone seemed to stop and breath in the beauty of the rare winter spectacle. Sometimes all we need is a little snow to bring us back down to earth.

Wonderment filled the eyes of children and parents alike. For many of my friends' kids, this was the very first time they had ever seen snow. For others, it was the first time they'd seen their own home covered in it. But even for those of us who recall the white winters of years passed, it was still a day of fun and excitement.

Although short-lived, it was a magnificent day to say the least. Snow is melting off rooftops. Yards are filled with leaning snowmen whose carrot noses have sunk to their bellies. Plush white snow is giving way to icy pools and frozen remnants of what was truly a winter wonderland.

As we all go back to our normal lives, I hope the bliss of the “sneauxday” will carry us all through the holiday season. I hope the snow left behind its joy and magic in our hearts. We may not get another white-capped morning this year, but one day was enough to bring a little Christmas spirit back into my life.

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